Psalms 11
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)Translation
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
Berean Standard Bible
1Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.
1In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!
2Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.
2For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.
3They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.
3If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?”
4May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.
4The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.
5Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?
5The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.
6By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.
6On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.
7The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.
7For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.
8Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.
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9The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.
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