Psalms 11

1 In YHWH put I my trust: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

KE hilinai aku nei au ia Iehova; Pehea oukou e i mai ai i ko'u uhane, E lele i ko oukou mauna me he manu la?

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.

Aia hoi ka poe hewa ke lena la i ka lakou kakaka, Ke hoomakaukau la i ka lakou pua ma ke kaula, E pana malu aku lakou i ka poe naau kupono.

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

Ina e hoohioloia na kumu, Heaha la hoi ka ka mea pono e hana'i?

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

Ina no o Iehova iloko o kona luakini hoano; Ina no o ka nohoalii o Iehova maluna o ka lani: Ke nana mai la kona mau maka; Ke hoao mai la kona mau lihilihi i na keiki a kanaka.

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

Ke hoao la o Iehova i ka mea pono, Aka, ke inaina la kona Uhane i ka mea hewa, A me ka mea i makemake i ke kolohe.

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

Maluna iho o ka poe hewa oia e hooua mai ai i na kaula uila, A me ke ahi, ka luaipele, a me ka ino huhu: Oia ka piha o ko lakou kiaha.

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

No ka mea, ke aloha mai la ka Haku pono i ka pono; Ke haliu mai la kona maka i ka mea pololei.