Salmos 11

1In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, as a bird to your mountain;

2For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;

3__a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 11:3 Or, For the foundations are destroyed; What hath the righteous wrought? __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?

4Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

7For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: __a__FOOTNOTE__a__ Psalm 11:7 Or, His countenance doth behold the upright __b__FOOTNOTE__b__ The upright shall behold his face.