Psalms 11

1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David. I trust in the Lord. How can you say to my soul, “Sojourn to the mountain, like a sparrow.”

Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Nzembo ya Davidi. Kati na Yawe, nazali koluka ebombamelo. Ndenge nini bokoka koloba na ngai: « Kimela na ngomba na bino lokola ndeke? »

2 For behold, the sinners have bent their bow. They have prepared their arrows in the quiver, so as to shoot arrows in the dark at the upright of heart.

Pamba te, tala, bato mabe babendaka batolotolo na bango, batiaka bambanzi na bango na singa mpo na kobamba yango longwa na molili bato oyo bazali na mitema sembo.

3 For they have destroyed the things that you have completed. But what has the just one done?

Soki miboko ebukani, moto ya sembo akoki kosala nini?

4 The Lord is in his holy temple. The Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes look upon the poor. His eyelids question the sons of men.

Yawe azali kati na Tempelo na Ye ya bule; Yawe avandi na Kiti na Ye ya Bokonzi kati na Lola. Azali kotala bato nyonso; mpe miso na Ye ezali kososola mozindo ya mitema na bango.

5 The Lord questions the just and the impious. Yet he who loves iniquity, hates his own soul.

Yawe atalaka mozindo ya moto ya sembo, kasi ayinaka makasi moto mabe elongo na moto oyo asepelaka na mobulu.

6 He will rain down snares upon sinners. Fire and brimstone and windstorms will be the portion of their cup.

Tika ete akweyisela bato mabe makala ya moto, sofolo ya moto! Mpe mopepe ya moto ekozala libula na bango.

7 For the Lord is just, and he has chosen justice. His countenance has beheld equity.

Pamba te Yawe azali sembo, alingaka bosembo. Bato ya sembo bakomona elongi na Ye.