Composite Psalter
(a work in progress)

The goal of this project is to make a faithful translation intended to be read aloud.
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Psalm 11
In the LORD I have taken refuge; *
how then can you say to my soul,
“Flee like a bird to the mountains,
For behold, the wicked bend the bow;
and fit their arrow upon the string *
to shoot in a moonless night at the upright in heart;
If the foundations are destroyed, *
what can the righteous do?”
The LORD is in his holy temple; *
the LORD’s throne is in heaven;
His eyes behold, *
his eyelids try the children of man.
The LORD examines the righteous and the wicked; *
his soul hates the one who loves violence.
On the wicked he will rain snares and fire; *
sulfur and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
For the LORD is righteous and he loves righteousness; *
the upright shall behold his face.