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”?

Kathutkung: Devit BAWIPA dawk ka kâuep. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ka hringnae koevah, na monsom vah tavaca patetlah kamleng telah na dei thai.

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.

Bangtelah tetpawiteh, na khenhaw! Tamikathoutnaw ni licung a sawn awh teh, lungthin kalannaw arulahoi ka hanelah, lirui dawk pala coungkacoe a mawp awh toe.

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

Adunaw hah raphoe lah awm pawiteh, tamikalan ni bangmouh a sak thai han.

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

BAWIPA teh kathounge Bawkim dawk ao teh, BAWIPA bawitungkhung teh kalvan vah ao. A mit hoi a khet teh, tami capanaw teh a mitlakhuem hoi a tanouk.

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

BAWIPA ni tamikalan hah ouk a tanouk. Hatei, tamikathout hoi thama lah kalawmnaw teh, a hringnae hoi a hmuhma.

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

Tamikathoutnaw koe hmaisaan hmaito a rak sak vaiteh, hmai hoi gan hoi hmaikahlî teh a coe awh hane manang lah ao han.

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

Bangkongtetpawiteh, BAWIPA teh a lan. Lannae hah lung a pataw teh, tamikalan teh a khet.