Psalm 11 | King James Version

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain? 2 For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart. 3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do? 4 The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD' throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men. 5 The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth. 6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup. 7 For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

New International Reader’s Version

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

1 I run to the LORD for safety. So how can you say to me, ‘Fly away like a bird to your mountain. 2 Look! Evil people are bending their bows. They are placing their arrows against the strings. They are planning to shoot from the shadows at those who have honest hearts. 3 When law and order are being destroyed, what can godly people do?’ 4 The LORD is in his holy temple. The LORD is on his throne in heaven. He watches everyone on earth. His eyes study them. 5 The LORD watches over those who do what is right. But he really hates sinful people and those who love to hurt others. 6 He will pour out flaming coals and burning sulphur on those who do what is wrong. A hot and dry wind will destroy them. 7 The LORD always does what is right. So he loves it when people do what is fair. Those who are honest will enjoy his blessing.

Psalm 11 | King James Version New International Reader’s Version

For the director of music. A psalm of David.