DRC, KJV, VulgClementine - Psalms - 11

11:1  Unto the end: for the octave, a psalm for David.

11:1  In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

11:1  In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David.

11:2  Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

11:2  For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

11:2  Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutæ sunt veritates a filiis hominum.

11:3  They have spoken vain things, every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

11:3  If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

11:3  Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum ; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.

11:4  May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

11:4  The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

11:4  Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.

11:5  Who have said: We will magnify our tongue: our lips are our own: who is Lord over us?

11:5  The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

11:5  Qui dixerunt : Linguam nostram magnificabimus ; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est ?

11:6  By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I will set him in safety: I will deal confidently in his regard.

11:6  Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

11:6  Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari ; fiducialiter agam in eo.

11:7  The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.

11:7  For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

11:7  Eloquia Domini, eloquia casta ; argentum igne examinatum, probatum terræ, purgatum septuplum.

11:8  Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

11:8  Tu, Domine, servabis nos, et custodies nos a generatione hac in æternum.

11:9  The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou hast multiplied the children of men.

11:9  In circuitu impii ambulant : secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum.