Al director musical. Salmo de David.

11 En el Señor hallo refugio.
    ¿Cómo se atreven a decirme:
    «Huye al monte como las aves»?
Vean cómo tensan sus arcos los malvados:
    preparan las flechas sobre la cuerda
    para disparar desde las sombras
    contra los que son rectos de corazón.
Cuando los fundamentos son destruidos,
    ¿qué le queda al justo?

El Señor está en su santo Templo,
    en los cielos tiene el Señor su trono
y atentamente observa al ser humano;
    con sus propios ojos lo examina.
El Señor examina a justos,
    pero aborrece a malvados
    y a los que aman la violencia.
Hará llover sobre los malvados
    ardientes brasas y candente azufre;
    ¡un viento abrasador será la porción de su copa!

Porque el Señor es justo y ama la justicia,
    los rectos contemplarán su rostro.

Judgment from Heaven

Psalm 11

For the music director, a psalm of David.
In Adonai I have taken shelter.
How can you say to my soul:
“Fly like a bird to your mountain?
For look, the wicked bend the bow.
They fix their arrow on the bowstring
so they can shoot from the shadows
at those who are upright in heart.
If our foundations are destroyed,
what should the righteous do?”

Adonai is in His holy Temple.
Adonai’s throne is in heaven.[a]
His eyes are watching.
His eyelids observe the children of men.
Adonai examines the righteous.
But the wicked and one loving violence His soul hates.
On the wicked He will rain down fire, brimstone
    and scorching wind as the portion of their cup!
For Adonai is righteous—He loves justice.
The upright will see His face.