Psalms 11

1 For the music director: A psalm of David. Lord, you are my protection. So how can you tell me, “Fly away to the mountains like a bird”?

Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ ọma Devid. Nʼime Onyenwe anyị ka m mere ebe mgbaba m. Gịnị mere i ji na-agwa m okwu sị, “Felagaa nʼelu ugwu gị dịka nnụnụ.”

2 Look, the wicked are drawing their bows, loading them with arrows ready to shoot from the shadows at good people.

Nʼihi na ndị ajọ omume ekweela ụta ha; ha edoziela àkụ nʼelu eriri ụta ha, zoo onwe ha nʼakụkụ ụzọ, ịnọ nʼọchịchịrị, gbaa ndị obi ha ziri ezi ụta.

3 When the foundations of society are destroyed, what can those who live right do?

Mgbe a na-ebibi ntọala niile, gịnị ka ndị ezi omume pụrụ ime?

4 The Lord is in his Temple; the Lord's throne is in heaven. He keeps a close eye on everyone, watching them carefully.

Onyenwe anyị nọ nʼụlọnsọ ukwuu ya; Onyenwe anyị nọkwa nʼelu ocheeze ya dị nʼeluigwe. Ọ na-ahụzu ihe niile ụmụ mmadụ na-eme; anya ya na-anwalekwa ụzọ ha.

5 The Lord examines both those who do right and those who do evil, but he hates those who love violence.

Onyenwe anyị na-ele onye ezi omume ule, ma onye ajọ omume na ndị niile hụrụ imebi iwu nʼanya, ka ọ na-akpọ asị nke ukwuu.

6 He will make blazing coals and sulfur rain down on the wicked; a scorching wind is what's coming on them.

Ọ ga-eme ka nkume ọkụ zokwasị ndị ajọ omume dịka mmiri ozuzo; oke ifufe dị ọkụ ga-abụ ihe nketa ha.

7 The Lord does what is right, and he loves those who live right. Those who do good will see him face to face.

Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume, ọ hụkwara ikpe ziri ezi nʼanya; ndị ezi omume niile ga-ahụkwa ihu ya anya.