< Psalms 11 >

1 For the end, a Psalm of David. In the Lord I have put my trust: how will you say to my soul, Flee to the mountains as a sparrow?
Ngithembela eNkosini. Lingatsho njani emphefumulweni wami: Balekela entabeni yenu njengenyoni.
2 For behold the sinners have bent their [bow], they have prepared their arrows for the quiver, to shoot For privily at the upright in heart.
Ngoba, khangela, ababi bayagobisa idandili, balungisa umtshoko wabo entanjeni, ukuze batshoke emnyameni abaqotho ngenhliziyo.
3 For they have pulled down what you did frame, but what has the righteous done?
Nxa izisekelo zidilizwa, angenzani olungileyo?
4 The Lord is in his holy temple, as for the Lord, his throne is in heaven: his eyes look upon the poor, his eyelids try the sons of men.
INkosi isethempelini layo elingcwele; iNkosi, isihlalo sayo sobukhosi sisemazulwini; amehlo ayo ayakhangela, inkophe zayo ziyahlola, abantwana babantu.
5 The Lord tries the righteous and the ungodly: and he that loves unrighteousness hates his own soul.
INkosi iyamhlola olungileyo, kodwa omubi lothanda ubudlwangudlwangu, umphefumulo wayo uyamzonda.
6 He shall rain upon sinners snares, fire, and brimstone, and a stormy blast [shall be] the portion of their cup.
Uzanisa phezu kwababi imijibila, umlilo, lesolufa, lomoya otshisayo, kuzakuba yisabelo senkezo yabo.
7 For the Lord [is] righteous, and loves righteousness; his face beholds uprightness.
Ngoba ilungile iNkosi, iyathanda ukulunga; ubuso bayo buyabona oqotho.

< Psalms 11 >