Psalm 11

English Standard Version

The Lord Is in His Holy Temple

To the choirmaster. Of David.

11 In the Lord I take refuge;
how can you say to my soul,
    ^(A)Flee like a bird to your mountain,
²for behold, the wicked ^(B)bend the bow;
    ^(C)they have fitted their arrow to the string
    to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart;
³if ^(D)the foundations are destroyed,
    what can the righteous do?^[a]

⁴^(E)The Lord is in his holy temple;
    the Lord's ^(F)throne is in heaven;
    his eyes see, his eyelids ^(G)test the children of man.
⁵The Lord ^(H)tests the righteous,
    but ^(I)his soul hates the wicked and the one who loves violence.
⁶Let him rain coals on the wicked;
    ^(J)fire and sulfur and a scorching wind shall be ^(K)the portion of their cup.
⁷For the Lord is righteous;
he ^(L)loves righteous deeds;
    ^(M)the upright shall behold his face.

Footnotes

Psalm 11:3 Or for the foundations will be destroyed; what has the righteous done?

Psalm 12

English Standard Version

The Faithful Have Vanished

To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.^[a] A Psalm of David.

12 Save, O Lord, for ^(A)the godly one is gone;
for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man.
²Everyone ^(B)utters lies to his neighbor;
with ^(C)flattering lips and ^(D)a double heart they speak.

³May the Lord cut off all ^(E)flattering lips,
the tongue that makes ^(F)great boasts,
⁴those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,
our lips are with us; who is master over us?”

⁵“Because ^(G)the poor are plundered, because the needy groan,
    ^(H)I will now arise,” says the Lord;
    “I will place him in the ^(I)safety for which he longs.”
⁶^(J)The words of the Lord are pure words,
    like silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
    purified seven times.

⁷You, O Lord, will keep them;
you will guard us^[b] from this generation forever.
⁸On every side the wicked prowl,
as vileness is exalted among the children of man.