Psalms 11

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. In Yahweh, have I sought refuge. How can ye say to my soul, Flee to a mountain like a little bird;

David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Yehowae mesi tso. Aleke miele gbɔgblɔm nam be, “Dzo abe xevi ene nàyi ɖe wò to dzi?

2 For lo! the lawless, bend the bow They have fixed their arrow upon the string, To shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart:

Elabena kpɔ ɖa, ame vɔ̃ɖiwo he woƒe da me; wotsɔ woƒe aŋutrɔwo ɖo datikawo ŋuti be woada ame siwo dza le woƒe dzi me la le blukɔ me.

3 When the pillars are overthrown, What could, a righteous man, do?

Esi wole gɔmeɖokpeawo gbãm la, nu ka dzɔdzɔetɔ la awɔ?”

4 Yahweh, is in his holy temple As for Yahweh, in the heavens, is his throne, His eyes, behold—His eyelashes test the sons of men.

Yehowa le eƒe gbedoxɔ kɔkɔe la me; Yehowa le eƒe fiazikpui dzi le dziƒo. Elé ŋku ɖe amegbetɔviwo ŋu, eye wòdo wo kpɔ.

5 Yahweh, putteth, the righteous, to the test, —But the lawless one and the lover of violence, his soul doth hate.

Yehowa doa ame dzɔdzɔe kpɔna, ke eƒe luʋɔ tsri ame vɔ̃ɖiwo kple ame siwo lɔ̃a ŋutasesẽ.

6 He will rain upon the lawless live-coals, Fire and brimstone and a burning wind, are the portion of their cup.

Ana dzoka xɔxɔ kple aŋɔ dzodzoe nadza ɖe ame vɔ̃ɖiwo dzi, eye ya xɔdzo anye wo tɔ gome.

7 For righteous is Yahweh Righteousness, he loveth, the upright, shall behold his face.

Elabena Yehowae nye dzɔdzɔetɔ, elɔ̃a nuteƒewɔwɔ; ame siwo dza le woƒe dzi me la akpɔ eƒe ŋkume.