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!

Agkamangak kenni Yahweh; apay a kunaem kaniak, “Tumayabka a kasla billit nga agturong iti bantay”?

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.

Ta kitaem! Insagana dagiti nadangkes dagiti panada. Iti kasipngetan, isaganada nga ibiat dagiti panada a mangipuntiria kadagiti nalinteg ti pusona.

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

Ta no nadadael dagiti pundasion, anianto ti maaramidan dagiti nalinteg?

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.

Adda ni Yahweh iti nasantoan a templona; kumitkita dagiti matana, suksukimaten dagiti matana dagiti annak dagiti tattao.

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

Agpada a suksukimaten ni Yahweh dagiti nalinteg ken dagiti nadangkes, ngem kagurgurana dagiti mangay-ayat nga agaramid iti kinaranggas.

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

Pagtudoenna iti dumardarang a beggang ken asufre kadagiti nadangkes; maysanto a makasinit nga angin ti pasetda iti kopana!

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

Ta nalinteg ni Yahweh, ken ay-ayatenna ti kinalinteg; makitanto dagiti nalinteg ti rupana.