Psalmi 11

1 Svoje trdno upanje polagam v Gospoda. Kako pravite moji duši: »Béži kakor ptica k svoji gori?«

For the chief musician. A psalm of David. I take refuge in Yahweh; how will you say to me, “Flee like a bird to the mountain”?

2 Kajti glej, zlobni upogibajo svoj lok, svojo puščico pripravljajo na tetivo, da bi lahko na skrivaj streljali na iskrenega v srcu.

For see! The wicked prepare their bows. They make ready their arrows on the strings to shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart.

3 Če so temelji razrušeni, kaj lahko stori pravični?

For if the foundations are ruined, what can the righteous do?

4 Gospod je v svojem svetem templju, Gospodov prestol je na nebu. Njegove oči gledajo, njegove veke preizkušajo človeške otroke.

Yahweh is in his holy temple; his eyes watch, his eyes examine the children of mankind.

5 Gospod preizkuša pravičnega. Toda zlobnega in tistega, ki ljubi nasilje, sovraži njegova duša.

Yahweh examines both the righteous and the wicked, but he hates those who love to do violence.

6 Na zlobne bo deževal pasti, ogenj, žveplo in strašen vihar. To bo delež njihove skodelice.

He rains burning coals and brimstone upon the wicked; a scorching wind will be their portion from his cup!

7 Kajti pravičen Gospod ljubi pravičnost, njegovo obličje gleda iskrenega.

For Yahweh is righteous, and he loves righteousness; the upright will see his face.