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?”

Ngithembela eNkosini. Lingatsho njani emphefumulweni wami: Balekela entabeni yenu 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 bayagobisa idandili, balungisa umtshoko wabo entanjeni, ukuze batshoke emnyameni abaqotho ngenhliziyo.

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

Nxa izisekelo zidilizwa, angenzani olungileyo?

4 YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—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 YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

INkosi iyamhlola olungileyo, kodwa omubi lothanda ubudlwangudlwangu, umphefumulo wayo uyamzonda.

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

Uzanisa phezu kwababi imijibila, umlilo, lesolufa, lomoya otshisayo, kuzakuba yisabelo senkezo yabo.

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

Ngoba ilungile iNkosi, iyathanda ukulunga; ubuso bayo buyabona oqotho.