Psalm 11

1 In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me, "Flee like a bird to the mountains;
2 for look, the wicked bend the bow, they have fitted their arrow to the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.
3 If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?"
4 The Lord is in his holy temple; the Lord's throne is in heaven. His eyes behold, his gaze examines humankind.
5 The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked, and his soul hates the lover of violence.
6 On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and sulfur; a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For the Lord is righteous; he loves righteous deeds; the upright shall behold his face.