Psalms 11

1 “For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” In the LORD do I put my trust. Why say ye to me, “Flee, like a bird, to your mountain?

Ngithembela eNkosini. Lingatsho njani emphefumulweni wami: Balekela entabeni yenu njengenyoni.

2 For, lo! the wicked bend their bow; They make ready their arrows on the string, To shoot in secret at the upright in heart.

Ngoba, khangela, ababi bayagobisa idandili, balungisa umtshoko wabo entanjeni, ukuze batshoke emnyameni abaqotho ngenhliziyo.

3 If the pillars be broken down, What can the righteous do?”

Nxa izisekelo zidilizwa, angenzani olungileyo?

4 The LORD is in his holy palace; The LORD'S throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids prove the children of men.

INkosi isethempelini layo elingcwele; iNkosi, isihlalo sayo sobukhosi sisemazulwini; amehlo ayo ayakhangela, inkophe zayo ziyahlola, abantwana babantu.

5 The LORD trieth the righteous; But the wicked, and the lover of violence, his soul hateth.

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

6 Upon the wicked he will rain lightning; Fire and brimstone and a burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

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

7 For the LORD is righteous; he loveth righteousness; The upright shall see his face.

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