Psalms 11

1 “To the chief musician, by David.” In the Lord have I put my trust: how can ye say to my soul, Flee to your mountain as a bird?

Zborovođi. Psalam. Davidov. Jahvi se utječem! Zašto dakle govorite duši mojoj: “Odleti u goru kao ptica!

2 For lo, the wicked bend their bow, they arrange their arrow upon the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.

Gle, bezbožnici već luk napeše, za tetivu strijelu zapeše da iz potaje ustrijele pravednika.

3 For [if] the foundations be torn down, what can the righteous do?

Kad su temelji uzljuljani, što da učini pravednik?”

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord hath his throne in the heavens, his eyes behold, his eyelids prove, the children of men.

Jahve je u svom svetom Hramu, na nebeskom sjedi prijestolju. Oči njegove motre, vjeđama proniče sinove ljudske.

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

Jahve proniče pravedna i nepravedna, iz dna duše mrzi silnika.

6 He letteth rain upon the wicked burning coals, fire and brimstone; and a glowing wind is the portion of their cup.

Na grešnike će izlit' žeravu i sumpor, vjetar ognjeni bit će dio njine sudbine.

7 For righteous is the Lord, he loveth righteousness: his countenance doth behold the upright.

Pravedan je Jahve i pravednost ljubi, čestiti će gledat' lice njegovo.