Psalms 11

1 Unto the end. A psalm for David. In the Lord I put my trust: how then do you say to my soul: Get thee away from hence to the mountain like a sparrow?

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

2 For, lo, the wicked have bent their bow; they have prepared their arrows in the quiver; to shoot in the dark the upright of 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 For they have destroyed the things which thou hast made: but what has the just man done?

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

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes look on the poor man: his eyelids examine the sons 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 The Lord trieth the just and the wicked: but he that loveth iniquity hateth his own soul.

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

6 He shall rain snares upon sinners: fire and brimstone and storms of winds 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 the Lord is just, and hath loved justice: his countenance hath beheld righteousness.

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