Psalms 11

1 [For the Chief Musician. By David.] In the LORD, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, "Flee as a bird to your mountain."

I LIKI Ieowa, a menda komail indang ngen i: Piridalang pon omail nana dueta manpir amen?

2 For, look, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Pwe kilang, me doo sang Kot akan kaonopadar kasik katieu o pwilikidi ar kanang en kasik katieu pon sal o, pwen rir kasikiedi me melel ni mongiong arail.

3 If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?

Pwe ma ur akan rongk pasang, da me aramas pung en wiada?

4 The LORD is in his holy temple. The LORD is on his throne in heaven. His eyes look upon the poor. His eyes examine the descendants of Adam.

Ieowa kotikot nan tanpas a saraui, mol en Ieowa mimi nanlang, silang i kin mamasani sili, kil en silang i kin sosong aramas akan.

5 The LORD examines the righteous, but the wicked and the one who loves violence his soul hates.

Ieowa kotin song me pung, ap kotin tataki me sapung o morsued.

6 On the wicked he will rain blazing coals; fire, sulfur, and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

A pan kotin kamoredi ong me doo sang Kot akan liol, o kisiniai, o swepel, o a pan katinge kin irail melimel.

7 For the LORD is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright shall see his face.

Ieowa me pung o a kotin pok ong me pung. Silang i irerong ong me melel o.