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."

Dura buʼaa Faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Daawit. Ani Waaqayyotti kooluu galeera. Yoos isin akkamitti lubbuu kootiin akkana jechuu dandeessu: “Ati akkuma simbirroo tulluu keetti barrisi.

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.

Kunoo namoonni hamoon iddaa isaanii dabsataniiru; isaan warra toloota taʼan, dukkana keessa waraanuuf jedhanii, xiyya isaanii ribuutti dhaabbataniiru.

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

Yoo hundeewwan diigaman, namni qajeelaan maal gochuu dandaʼa?”

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.

Waaqayyo mana qulqullummaa isaa qulqulluu sana keessa jira; teessoon Waaqayyoo samii irra jira. Inni ilmaan namootaa ni ilaala; iji isaas namoota ni qora.

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

Waaqayyo qajeeltotaa fi jalʼoota ni qora; lubbuun isaa garuu nama goolii jaallatu ni jibbiti.

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

Inni hamoota irratti, barbadaa ibiddaatii fi dinyii bobaʼu ni roobsa; qoodni isaaniis bubbee finiinaa dha.

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

Waaqayyo waan qajeelaa taʼeef, murtii qajeelaa jaallata; toloonnis fuula isaa ni argu.