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?

Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Don busa. Ta Dawuda. A wurin Ubangiji ne nake samun mafaka. Yaya za ku ce mini, “Ka yi firiya kamar tsuntsu zuwa duwatsu.

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.

Gama duba, mugaye sun tanƙware bakkunansu; sun kuma ɗana kibiyoyinsu don su harbi mutanen kirki a zuciya daga cikin duhu.

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

Sa’ad da aka tumɓuke tushe, me adali zai iya yi?”

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.

Ubangiji yana cikin haikalinsa mai tsarki; Ubangiji yana a kursiyinsa a sama. Yana kallon’ya’yan mutane; idanunsa suna bincike su.

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

Ubangiji yana bincike adalai, amma ransa yana ƙi mugaye da masu son rikici.

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

A kan mugaye zai zuba garwashin wuta mai zafi da kuma kibiritu; iska mai zafi zai zama rabonsu.

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

Gama Ubangiji mai adalci ne, yana ƙaunar gaskiya masu adalci za su ga fuskarsa.