Psalms 11

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?

I LIKI Ieowa, a menda komail indang ngen i: Piridalang pon omail nana dueta manpir amen?

2 For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.

Pwe kilang, me doo sang Kot akan kaonopadar kasik katieu o pwilikidi ar kanang en kasik katieu pon sal o, pwen rir kasikiedi me melel ni mongiong arail.

3 For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?

Pwe ma ur akan rongk pasang, da me aramas pung en wiada?

4 The Lord is in his holy palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.

Ieowa kotikot nan tanpas a saraui, mol en Ieowa mimi nanlang, silang i kin mamasani sili, kil en silang i kin sosong aramas akan.

5 The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.

Ieowa kotin song me pung, ap kotin tataki me sapung o morsued.

6 Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.

A pan kotin kamoredi ong me doo sang Kot akan liol, o kisiniai, o swepel, o a pan katinge kin irail melimel.

7 For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.

Ieowa me pung o a kotin pok ong me pung. Silang i irerong ong me melel o.