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?

[Psalm lal David] Nga lulalfongi tuh LEUM GOD El nien molela luk. Fuka lupan nikin lom ke kom fahk nu sik, “Sohkla oana sie won sohksok nu fineol uh,

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.

Mweyen mwet koluk elos kifusya mwe pisr natulos ac ngasla sukan pisr natulos Liki acn lohsr tuh elos in pisrki mwet suwoswos.

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

Mea pac sie mwet suwoswos ku in oru, Pwelung uh fin kunausyukla?”

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.

LEUM GOD El muta in Tempul mutal sel; Tron lal oasr inkusrao. El liye mwet nukewa in acn nukewa Ac El etu lah mea elos oru.

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

El srike na kewa mwet wo ac mwet koluk; Ac El arulana kwase mwet su lungse oru ma sulallal.

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

El fah kahkin mulut ngeng ac fofosr in sulfur nu fin mwet koluk; El ac akkeokyalos ke eng follana.

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

Tuh LEUM GOD El suwoswos ac El lungse orekma wo; Elos su oru ma wo, elos mutana yorol.