Psalms 11

1 For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

Keiman eiveng tup din Yahweh Pakai katahsan e. Hijeh achu, nangin ipi dia, “vacha bang'in nahoibitna dingin hiche molchunga khun galeng tan” natiham!

2 For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

Migilouhon athalchangu akhaoto suhtoh san akoi un aloisal tauvin ahi. Amahon munthip a kon-in milungdih ho ahinkap'un ahi.

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

Dan leh thupehho akisuhset teng, michonphapa chun ipi abolthei nahlai dingham?

4 The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

Ahinlah Yahweh Pakai chu a-houin munthenga chun aum e; Yahweh Pakai chun vanna kon'in vai ahinhom nalaije. Aman mijouse ahin vechilsoh keijin, leiset chunga mitin ahinkholtoh e.

5 The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

Yahweh Pakai in michonpha le migilou anigelin ahinkhol toh e. Aman thunoh baotam bol ho athen ahi.

6 On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

Aman migiloute chunga mei-am lenglung leh katsong meikong gojuh'a ajuhsah ding hui savetvut pumma gotna apeh ding ahi.

7 For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.

Yahweh Pakai dihnahin thu adih'a kitan achepin, hijeh'a chu thudih chepi hochun Yahweh Pakai mai amudiu ahi.