Salamo 11

1 Amy Iehovà ao ty fipalirako; akore ty ivolaña’ areo an-troko ty hoe: Mivoratsaha hoe voroñe mb’am-bohi’o mb’eo;

For the choirmaster. Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me: “Flee like a bird to your mountain!

2 Hehe te mampibitsoke fàle o lo-tserekeo, le fa ginao’ iereo an-taly o ana-pale’eo, hahirirì’ iereo añ’ieñe ao mb’amo vantañ’arofoo;

For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

3 Naho rotsake o manàntañeo, ino ty lefe’ o vañoñeo hanoeñe?

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

4 Añ’anjomba’e miavake ao t’Iehovà, an-dindìñe ao ty iambesara’ Iehovà; mivazoho o fihaino’eo, mitsoke o ana’ ondatio o vohomaso’eo.

The LORD is in His holy temple; the LORD is on His heavenly throne. His eyes are watching closely; they examine the sons of men.

5 Tsohe’ Iehovà o vantañeo, fe heje’ ty arofo’e ty lo-tsereke, naho i piaroteñey.

The LORD tests the righteous and the wicked; His soul hates the lover of violence.

6 Hampifororoaha’e vaen’afo mirekake o tsivokatseo; afo naho ponde vaho tio-mae ty ho anjaram-pitovi’ iareo.

On the wicked He will rain down fiery coals and sulfur; a scorching wind will be their portion.

7 Amy te vantañe t’Iehovà; kokoa’e ty havañonañe ho isa’ o mahitio ty lahara’e.

For the LORD is righteous; He loves justice. The upright will see His face.