Psalms 11

1 In the LORD put I my trust: how say all of you to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

AS Jeova nae juangocoyo: jafa na ilegmo ni antijo: Gupo gui egsomo calang pajaro?

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

Sa, estagüe, y manaelaye na jaaregla y atcos: jafamauleg y flecha gui taliña para uflecha gui jinemjom y manunas na corason.

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

Yaguin y plinanta sija esta mayulang: jafa siña y manunas ujafatinas.

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.

Si Jeova gaegue gui santos na temploña; si Jeova, y tronuña gaegue gui langet; y atadogña manlilie yan y babaliña jachachague y famaguon y taotao.

5 The LORD tries the righteous: but the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.

Si Jeova jachachague y manunas: lao y manaelaye, ya y gumaeya mandague, y antiña chumatlie.

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

Uuchan y casiyas gui jilo y manaelaye: guafe yan asufre ya y manglo na mañila y patteña gui basuña.

7 For the righteous LORD loves righteousness; his countenance does behold the upright.

Sa y tinas Jeova; yaña y tinas: ya jaatan y manunas y mataña.