Psalms 11

¹In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain!”

¹לַ/מְנַצֵּ֗חַלְ/דָ֫וִ֥דבַּֽ/יהוָ֨החָסִ֗יתִיאֵ֭יךְתֹּאמְר֣וּלְ/נַפְשִׁ֑/ינודונ֝֗וּדִיהַרְ/כֶ֥םצִפּֽוֹר

²For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

²כִּ֤יהִנֵּ֪ההָ/רְשָׁעִ֡יםיִדְרְכ֬וּ/ןקֶ֗שֶׁתכּוֹנְנ֣וּחִצָּ֣/םעַליֶ֑תֶרלִ/יר֥וֹתבְּמוֹאֹ֝֗פֶללְ/יִשְׁרֵילֵֽב

³If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?

³כִּ֣יהַ֭/שָּׁתוֹתיֵֽהָרֵס֑וּ/ןצַ֝דִּ֗יקמַהפָּעָֽל

⁴Yahweh is in his holy temple. Yahweh is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

⁴יְהוָ֤הבְּֽ/הֵ֘יכַ֤לקָדְשׁ֗/וֹיְהוָה֮בַּ/שָּׁמַ֪יִםכִּ֫סְא֥/וֹעֵינָ֥י/ויֶחֱז֑וּעַפְעַפָּ֥י/ויִ֝בְחֲנ֗וּבְּנֵ֣יאָדָֽם

⁵Yahweh examines the righteous, but the wicked and him who loves violence his soul hates.

⁵יְהוָה֮צַדִּ֪יקיִ֫בְחָ֥ןוְ֭/רָשָׁעוְ/אֹהֵ֣בחָמָ֑סשָֽׂנְאָ֥הנַפְשֽׁ/וֹ

⁶On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

⁶יַמְטֵ֥רעַלרְשָׁעִ֗יםפַּ֫חִ֥יםאֵ֣שׁוְ֭/גָפְרִיתוְ/ר֥וּחַזִלְעָפ֗וֹתמְנָ֣תכּוֹסָֽ/ם

⁷For Yahweh is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face.

⁷כִּֽיצַדִּ֣יקיְ֭הוָהצְדָק֣וֹתאָהֵ֑ביָ֝שָׁ֗ריֶחֱז֥וּפָנֵֽי/מוֹ