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Началнику на хора. На осмострунно. Псалом Давидов.

1-2 (A)Спаси (ме), Господи, защото не остана праведен, защото няма верни между синовете човешки.

(B)Лъжа говори всеки на ближния си; лъстиви са устата, говорят с присторено сърце.

(C)Господ ще изтреби всички лъстиви уста, високомерния език,

(D)ония, които думат: „с езика си ще надвием; устата ни са с нас, кой ни е господар?“

Заради страданията на сиромасите и охканията на бедните ще се дигна сега, казва Господ, ще туря в безопасност оногова, когото искат да уловят.

(E)Думите на Господа са думи чисти, сребро, очистено от пръст в горнило, седем пъти претопено.

Ти, Господи, ще ги запазиш и ще ги завардиш от този род навеки.

Навред ходят нечестивци, когато нищожните измежду синовете човешки се издигат.

Faith in the Lord’s Righteousness

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

11 In (A)the Lord I put my trust;
How can you say to my soul,
“Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
For look! (B)The wicked bend their bow,
They make ready their arrow on the string,
That they may shoot [a]secretly at the upright in heart.
(C)If the foundations are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?

The Lord is in His holy temple,
The Lord’s (D)throne is in heaven;
(E)His eyes behold,
His eyelids test the sons of men.
The Lord (F)tests the righteous,
But the wicked and the one who loves violence His soul hates.
Upon the wicked He will rain coals;
Fire and brimstone and a burning wind
(G)Shall be [b]the portion of their cup.

For the Lord is righteous,
He (H)loves righteousness;
[c]His countenance beholds the upright.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 11:2 Lit. in darkness
  2. Psalm 11:6 Their allotted portion or serving
  3. Psalm 11:7 Or The upright beholds His countenance

11 In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

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.

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.