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”?

Nagra Ra Anumzamofompinka frakina nemanuanki, nahigenka nagrikura namamo'za zamagu'vazinaku hare'za agonarega frazankna hunka korora nefrane hunka nehane.

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.

Na'ankure kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'zama fraki'za mani'ne'za, fatgo vahera zamahenaku atizamifi keve erinte'za eri negrize.

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

Hagi kasegema amage anteno fatgo avu'ava'ma hu'zama omanesigeno'a, fatgo vahe'mo'za na'a hugahaze.

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

Hagi Ra Anumzamo'a Agra'a ruotage mono nompi monafina kini tra'are mani'neno, avua omege emege nehuno, Agra'a avurgareti vahera rezagneno nezamage.

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

Hagi Ra Anumzamo'a fatgo vahera refko huno nezamage. Hianagi havi zamavu'zmavama nehu'za, vahe'ma hazenkema nezamiza vahera tusi avesra hunezmante.

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

Hagi ana nehuno kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'ma hazenkema zamisiana monafinti amuho teve tankanuza herafi atrenigeno ko'arianka huno eramino zamahegahiankino, e'i miza zamia erigahaze.

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

Hagi Ra Anumzamo'a fatgo avu'ava nehia Anumza mani'neankino, fatgo avu'ava zanku ave'nesie. Hanki fatgo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'zage, Agri avufina kegahaze.