भजनसंग्रह 11

1 म परमप्रभुमा शरण लिन्छु । तिमीहरूले मलाई कसरी भन्‍न सक्छौ, “चराझैं पहाडतिर भाग्”?

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

2 किनकि हेर, दुष्‍टहरूले आफ्‍ना धनु तयार गर्छन्। सोझो हृदय हुनेलाई अन्धकारमा प्रहार गर्न तिनीहरू आफ्‍ना काँडहरू ताँदोमा चढाउँछन् ।

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

3 किनकि जगहरू नै भग्‍नावशेष हुन्‍छन् भने, धर्मीले के गर्न सक्छ र?

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

4 परमप्रभु आफ्‍नो पवित्र मन्दिरमा हुनुहुन्छ । उहाँका आँखाले हे्र्छन्, उहाँका आँखाले मानवजातिका छोराछोरीको र जाँच गर्छन् ।

The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD’S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 परमप्रभुले धर्मी र दुष्‍ट दुवैको जाँच गर्नुहुन्छ, तर हिंसा गर्न मन पराउनेलाई उहाँले घृणा गर्नुहुन्छ ।

The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 दुष्‍टहरूमाथि उहाँले भुङ्‍ग्रो र गन्धक बर्साउनुहुन्छ । उहाँको कचौराबाट बहने तातो हावा तिनीहरूको हिस्‍सा हुनेछ ।

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7 किनकि परमप्रभु धर्मी हुनुहुन्छ, र उहाँले धार्मिकता मन पराउनुहुन्छ । सोझोले उहाँको मुहार देख्‍नेछ ।

For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance beholdeth the upright.