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11 In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David.

Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum.

Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.

Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.

Qui dixerunt: Linguam nostram magnificabimus; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est?

Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari; fiducialiter agam in eo.

Eloquia Domini, eloquia casta; argentum igne examinatum, probatum terrae, purgatum septuplum.

Tu, Domine, servabis nos, et custodies nos a generatione hac in aeternum.

In circuitu impii ambulant: secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum.

Song of Trust in God

To the choirmaster. Of David.

11 In the Lord I take refuge;
how can you say to me,
    “Flee like a bird to the mountains;[a]
for lo, the wicked bend the bow,
    they have fitted their arrow to the string,
    to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart;
if the foundations are 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 test, the children of men.
The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,
    and his soul hates him that loves violence.
On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and brimstone;
    a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
For the Lord is righteous, he loves righteous deeds;
    the upright shall behold his face.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 11:1 Gk Syr Jerome Tg: Heb flee to your mountain, O bird