Psalms 11

1 To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?

Anigu Rabbigaan isku halleeyaa, Haddaba idinku sidee baad naftayda ugu tidhaahdaan, Sida shimbir oo kale buurtiinnii ku carara?

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

Waayo, bal eega, kuwa sharka lahu waxay xoodaan qaansada, Fallaadhoodana waxay ku diyaariyaan xadhigga, Inay kan qalbiga ka qumman goor gudcur ah ku ganaan.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?

Haddii aasaaska la dumiyo, Kan xaqa ahu bal muxuu samayn karaa?

4 Jehovah [is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, — his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

Rabbigu wuxuu ku jiraa macbudkiisa quduuska ah, Rabbiga carshigiisu wuxuu yaal samada, Indhihiisu way eegaan, oo indhihiisa daboolkooduna way imtixaamaan binu-aadmiga.

5 Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.

Rabbigu waa tijaabiyaa kii xaq ah, Laakiinse kii shar leh iyo kii dulmi jecelba naftiisu way neceb tahay.

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

Kuwa shar leh wuxuu ku soo kor daadin doonaa dabinno, Oo qaybta koobkooduna waxaa weeye dab iyo baaruud iyo dabayl hanfi ah.

7 For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.

Waayo, Rabbigu waa xaq, oo isagu xaqnimaduu jecel yahay, Kuwa qummanuna wejigiisay arki doonaan.