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11 (Ein Psalm Davids, vorzusingen.) Ich traue auf den HERRN. Wie sagt ihr denn zu meiner Seele: Fliehet wie ein Vogel auf eure Berge?

Denn siehe, die Gottlosen spannen den Bogen und legen ihre Pfeile auf die Sehnen, damit heimlich zu schießen die Frommen.

Denn sie reißen den Grund um; was sollte der Gerechte ausrichten?

Der HERR ist in seinem heiligen Tempel, des HERRN Stuhl ist im Himmel; seine Augen sehen darauf, seine Augenlider prüfen die Menschenkinder.

Der HERR prüft den Gerechten; seine Seele haßt den Gottlosen und die gerne freveln.

Er wird regnen lassen über die Gottlosen Blitze, Feuer und Schwefel und wird ihnen ein Wetter zum Lohn geben.

Der HERR ist gerecht und hat Gerechtigkeit lieb; die Frommen werden schauen sein Angesicht.

The Lord a Refuge and Defense.

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

11 In the Lord I take refuge [and put my trust];
How can you say to me, “Flee like a bird to your mountain;

For look, the wicked are bending the bow;
They take aim with their arrow on the string
To shoot [by stealth] in darkness at the upright in heart.

“If the foundations [of a godly society] are destroyed,
What can the righteous do?”


The Lord is in His holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven.
His eyes see, His eyelids test the children of men.(A)

The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,
And His soul hates the [malevolent] one who loves violence.(B)

Upon the wicked (godless) He will rain coals of fire;
Fire and [a]brimstone and a dreadful scorching wind will be the portion of their cup [of doom].

For the Lord is [absolutely] righteous, He loves righteousness (virtue, morality, justice);
The upright shall see His face.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 11:6 I.e. burning sulfur.

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.