Psalms 11

1 TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

Kumqondisi wokuhlabela. ElikaDavida. Mina ngiphephela kuThixo. Pho ungatsho kanjani kimi ukuthi: “Balekela entabeni yakho njengenyoni.

2 For behold, the wicked bend a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Ngoba, khangela, ababi sebewanwebile amadandili abo; imitshoko yabo sebeyixhume ezintanjeni ukuthi batshoke becatshile emathunzini beciba labo abaqotho ezinhliziyweni.

3 When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous—what has he done?

Kambe nxa kubhidlizwa izisekelo, kuyini abangakwenza abalungileyo na?”

4 YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—His eyelids try the sons of men.

UThixo usethempelini lakhe elingcwele; uThixo usesihlalweni sakhe sobukhosi basezulwini. Uyawakhangela amadodana abantu; amehlo akhe ayabahlola.

5 YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

UThixo uyabahlola abalungileyo, kodwa ababi lalabo abathanda udlakela uyabazonda ngomoya wakhe wonke.

6 He pours on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

Ababi uzabehlisela amalahle avuthayo lesalufa etshisayo; umoya otshisayo uzabahaqaza.

7 For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!

Ngoba uThixo ulungile, uthanda ukwahlulela okuhle; abaqotho bazabubona ubuso bakhe.