Psalms 11

1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David. In the LORD have I taken refuge; how say ye to my soul: 'Flee thou! to your mountain, ye birds'?

Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yon sòm David. Se bò kote Seyè a m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Ki jan nou ka fè di m': Kouri al kache kò ou nan mòn tankou zwazo,

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, they have made ready their arrow upon the string, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

paske mechan yo pare banza yo, y'ap vize ak flèch yo pou yo tire nan fènwa sou moun k'ap mache dwat yo?

3 When the foundations are destroyed, what hath the righteous wrought?

Pa gen anyen yon bon moun ka fè, lè tout bagay tèt anba.

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

Seyè a nan kay ki apa pou li a, li gen fotèy li nan syèl la. L'ap gade lèzòm: li konnen sa y'ap fè.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence His soul hateth.

Kit yo bon, kit yo mechan, Bondye ap gade sa y'ap fè. li pa vle wè moun k'ap fè mechanste.

6 Upon the wicked He will cause to rain coals; fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

Li voye chabon dife ak souf cho sou mechan yo tankou lapli. Li soufle yon van cho kou dife sou yo. Se sa yo tout yo merite.

7 For the LORD is righteous, He loveth righteousness; the upright shall behold His face.

Seyè a pa nan patipri, li renmen lè moun fè bagay ki byen. Moun ki mache dwat yo va parèt devan li.