Mapisarema 11

1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Ndinovanda muna Jehovha. Mungareva seiko kwandiri muchiti, “Tizira kugomo rako seshiri.

For the leader. Of David. In the Lord I take refuge. How can you tell me to flee like a bird to the mountains?

2 Nokuti tarira, vakaipa vanowembura uta hwavo; vanogadzirira miseve yavo parukungiso, kuti vapfure vari murima, uyo akarurama pamwoyo.

‘See! The wicked are bending the bow, their arrow is set on the string, to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

3 Kana nheyo dzaparadzwa, akarurama angaiteiko?”

In this tearing down of foundations what good can a good person do?’

4 Jehovha ari mutemberi yake tsvene; Jehovha ari pachigaro chake choushe chokudenga. Anocherechedza vanakomana vavanhu; meso ake anovaedza.

The Lord in his holy temple, the Lord in heaven, enthroned. His eyes watch the world, they see everyone.

5 Jehovha anoedza vakarurama, asi vakaipa navanoda zvechisimba mweya wake unovavenga.

The Lord examines the righteous and wicked, and the lover of violence he hates.

6 Pane vakaipa anonayisa mazimbe omoto nesafuri inopfuta; mhepo inopisa ndiwo uchava mugove wavo.

On the wicked he rains coals of fire and brimstone, and their drink will be scorching wind.

7 Nokuti Jehovha akarurama, anoda kururamisira; vanhu vakarurama vachaona chiso chake.

For the Lord is just, and justice he loves; so the upright will see his face.