Psalms 11

1 In Jehovah I take refuge. How will ye say to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain.

Kuom jatend wer. Zaburi mar Daudi. Jehova Nyasaye ema ageno kuome. Koro ere kaka duwachna ni: “Ringi ka winyo nyaka ewi got mari.

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

Nikech joma timbegi richo osechako ywayo atungegi; gisechano asernigi e tonde mag atungʼ, mondo gichielgo joma jo-adiera e chunygi.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can a righteous man do?

Ka mise iketho, to en angʼo ma joma kare ditim?”

4 Jehovah is in his holy temple. Jehovah's throne is in heaven. His eyes, behold, his eyelids try, the sons of men.

Jehova Nyasaye ni e hekalu mare maler; Jehova Nyasaye ni e kom duongʼ mare manie polo. Orango timbe yawuot ji; wengene nonogi matut.

5 Jehovah tries the righteous man, but his soul hates the wicked man and him who loves violence.

Jehova Nyasaye nono joma kare, to joma timbegi richo kod joma ohero mahundu, to chunye ochayo.

6 He will rain snares upon sinners. Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

Obiro chwero mach maliel mager kod salfa kuom joma timbegi richo; yamo maliet ha matwoyo gik moko, biro kudhogi.

7 For Jehovah is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright man shall behold his face.

Nikech Jehova Nyasaye en Ngʼama Kare, kendo ohero adiera; joma timbegi oriere biro neno wangʼe.