Psalmi 11

1 Dāvida dziesma. Dziedātāju vadonim. Es paļaujos uz To Kungu. Kā tad jūs sakāt uz manu dvēseli: skrej uz saviem kalniem kā putns!

For the music director: A psalm of David. Lord, you are my protection. So how can you tell me, “Fly away to the mountains like a bird”?

2 Jo redzi, bezdievīgie uzvelk stopu, tie liek savas bultas uz auklām, slepeni šaut tos, kas sirds taisni.

Look, the wicked are drawing their bows, loading them with arrows ready to shoot from the shadows at good people.

3 Jo pamati top nopostīti; ko darīs taisnais?

When the foundations of society are destroyed, what can those who live right do?

4 Tas Kungs ir Savā svētā namā, Tā Kunga godības krēsls ir debesīs, Viņa acis skatās, Viņa acu skati pārmana cilvēku bērnus.

The Lord is in his Temple; the Lord's throne is in heaven. He keeps a close eye on everyone, watching them carefully.

5 Tas Kungs pārbauda taisno, bet bezdievīgo un varas darbu mīļotāju Viņa dvēsele ienīst.

The Lord examines both those who do right and those who do evil, but he hates those who love violence.

6 Pār bezdievīgiem Viņš liks līt valgiem, ugunij un sēram, un varena vētra būs viņu daļa.

He will make blazing coals and sulfur rain down on the wicked; a scorching wind is what's coming on them.

7 Jo Tas Kungs ir taisns, Viņš mīļo taisnību, Viņa vaigs uzlūko taisno.

The Lord does what is right, and he loves those who live right. Those who do good will see him face to face.