Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition
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]
2 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;
3 if the foundations are destroyed,
what can the righteous do”?
4 The Lord is in his holy temple,
the Lord’s throne is in heaven;
his eyes behold, his eyelids test, the children of men.
5 The Lord tests the righteous and the wicked,
and his soul hates him that loves violence.
6 On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and brimstone;
a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For the Lord is righteous, he loves righteous deeds;
the upright shall behold his face.
- Psalm 11:1 Gk Syr Jerome Tg: Heb flee to your mountain, O bird