Psalms 11

1 For the Chief Musician. By David. In Yahweh, I take refuge. How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?

AS Jeova nae juangocoyo: jafa na ilegmo ni antijo: Gupo gui egsomo calang pajaro?

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

Sa, estagüe, y manaelaye na jaaregla y atcos: jafamauleg y flecha gui taliña para uflecha gui jinemjom y manunas na corason.

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

Yaguin y plinanta sija esta mayulang: jafa siña y manunas ujafatinas.

4 Yahweh is in his holy temple. Yahweh is on his throne in heaven. His eyes observe. His eyes examine the children of men.

Si Jeova gaegue gui santos na temploña; si Jeova, y tronuña gaegue gui langet; y atadogña manlilie yan y babaliña jachachague y famaguon y taotao.

5 Yahweh examines the righteous, but his soul hates the wicked and him who loves violence.

Si Jeova jachachague y manunas: lao y manaelaye, ya y gumaeya mandague, y antiña chumatlie.

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

Uuchan y casiyas gui jilo y manaelaye: guafe yan asufre ya y manglo na mañila y patteña gui basuña.

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

Sa y tinas Jeova; yaña y tinas: ya jaatan y manunas y mataña.