Psalms 11

1 For the Chief Musician. By David. In the LORD, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

Ni kwako Yahweh ninapata usalama; ni kwa namna gani utasema na mimi, “Ruka kama ndege hadi mlimani”?

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

Tazama! Waovu wana andaa pinde zao. Wana tayarisha gizani mishale yao kwenye kamba ili kufyatua mioyo ya wenye haki.

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

Ikiwa misingi imeharibiwa, mwenye haki atafanya nini?

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

Yahweh yuko katika hekalu takatifu; macho yake yanatazama, yakiuchunguza ubinadamu.

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

Yahweh huwachunguza wote wenye haki na waovu, bali huwachukia wapendao kuwaumiza wengine.

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

Yeye huwanyeshea waovu makaa ya mawe na moto wa jehanamu; upepo uunguzao utakuwa ni sehemu yao kutoka katika kikombe chake!

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

Kwa kuwa Yahweh ni mwenye haki, Naye hupenda haki; wenye haki watauona uso wake.