Psalms 11

1 To the Overseer. — By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, 'They moved [to] Thy mountain for the bird?

Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Nzembo ya Davidi. Kati na Yawe, nazali koluka ebombamelo. Ndenge nini bokoka koloba na ngai: « Kimela na ngomba na bino lokola ndeke? »

2 For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Pamba te, tala, bato mabe babendaka batolotolo na bango, batiaka bambanzi na bango na singa mpo na kobamba yango longwa na molili bato oyo bazali na mitema sembo.

3 When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous — what hath he done?

Soki miboko ebukani, moto ya sembo akoki kosala nini?

4 'Jehovah [is] in his holy temple: Jehovah — in the heavens [is] His throne. His eyes see — His eyelids try the sons of men.

Yawe azali kati na Tempelo na Ye ya bule; Yawe avandi na Kiti na Ye ya Bokonzi kati na Lola. Azali kotala bato nyonso; mpe miso na Ye ezali kososola mozindo ya mitema na bango.

5 Jehovah the righteous doth try. And the wicked and the lover of violence, Hath His soul hated,

Yawe atalaka mozindo ya moto ya sembo, kasi ayinaka makasi moto mabe elongo na moto oyo asepelaka na mobulu.

6 He poureth on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

Tika ete akweyisela bato mabe makala ya moto, sofolo ya moto! Mpe mopepe ya moto ekozala libula na bango.

7 For righteous [is] Jehovah, Righteousness He hath loved, The upright doth His countenance see!'

Pamba te Yawe azali sembo, alingaka bosembo. Bato ya sembo bakomona elongi na Ye.