Psalmowo 11

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

To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Jehovah have I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?

2 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.

For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.

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

If the foundations be destroyed, what shall the righteous do?

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

Jehovah [is] in the temple of his holiness; Jehovah, — his throne is in the heavens: his eyes behold, his eyelids try the children of men.

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

Jehovah trieth the righteous one; but the wicked, and him that loveth violence, his soul hateth.

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

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone; and scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.

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

For righteous is Jehovah; he loveth righteousness, his countenance doth behold the upright.