Psalms 11

1 IN the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

[Psalm lal David] Nga lulalfongi tuh LEUM GOD El nien molela luk. Fuka lupan nikin lom ke kom fahk nu sik, “Sohkla oana sie won sohksok nu fineol uh,

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

Mweyen mwet koluk elos kifusya mwe pisr natulos ac ngasla sukan pisr natulos Liki acn lohsr tuh elos in pisrki mwet suwoswos.

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

Mea pac sie mwet suwoswos ku in oru, Pwelung uh fin kunausyukla?”

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

LEUM GOD El muta in Tempul mutal sel; Tron lal oasr inkusrao. El liye mwet nukewa in acn nukewa Ac El etu lah mea elos oru.

5 The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

El srike na kewa mwet wo ac mwet koluk; Ac El arulana kwase mwet su lungse oru ma sulallal.

6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

El fah kahkin mulut ngeng ac fofosr in sulfur nu fin mwet koluk; El ac akkeokyalos ke eng follana.

7 For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.

Tuh LEUM GOD El suwoswos ac El lungse orekma wo; Elos su oru ma wo, elos mutana yorol.