Sam 11

1 Kathutkung: Devit BAWIPA dawk ka kâuep. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ka hringnae koevah, na monsom vah tavaca patetlah kamleng telah na dei thai.

For the chief musician. A psalm of David. I take refuge in Yahweh; how will you say to me, “Flee like a bird to the mountain”?

2 Bangtelah tetpawiteh, na khenhaw! Tamikathoutnaw ni licung a sawn awh teh, lungthin kalannaw arulahoi ka hanelah, lirui dawk pala coungkacoe a mawp awh toe.

For see! The wicked prepare their bows. They make ready their arrows on the strings to shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart.

3 Adunaw hah raphoe lah awm pawiteh, tamikalan ni bangmouh a sak thai han.

For if the foundations are ruined, what can the righteous do?

4 BAWIPA teh kathounge Bawkim dawk ao teh, BAWIPA bawitungkhung teh kalvan vah ao. A mit hoi a khet teh, tami capanaw teh a mitlakhuem hoi a tanouk.

Yahweh is in his holy temple; his eyes watch, his eyes examine the children of mankind.

5 BAWIPA ni tamikalan hah ouk a tanouk. Hatei, tamikathout hoi thama lah kalawmnaw teh, a hringnae hoi a hmuhma.

Yahweh examines both the righteous and the wicked, but he hates those who love to do violence.

6 Tamikathoutnaw koe hmaisaan hmaito a rak sak vaiteh, hmai hoi gan hoi hmaikahlî teh a coe awh hane manang lah ao han.

He rains burning coals and brimstone upon the wicked; a scorching wind will be their portion from his cup!

7 Bangkongtetpawiteh, BAWIPA teh a lan. Lannae hah lung a pataw teh, tamikalan teh a khet.

For Yahweh is righteous, and he loves righteousness; the upright will see his face.