Psalms 11

1 For the chief music-maker. Of David. In the Lord put I my faith; how will you say to my soul, Go in flight like a bird to the mountain?

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

2 See, the bows of the evil-doers are bent, they make ready their arrows on the cord, so that they may send them secretly against the upright in heart.

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

3 If the bases are broken down, what is the upright man to do?

Jo pamati top nopostīti; ko darīs taisnais?

4 The Lord is in his holy Temple, the Lord's seat is in heaven; his eyes are watching and testing the children of men.

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

5 The Lord puts the upright and the sinner to the test, but he has hate in his soul for the lover of violent acts.

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

6 On the evil-doer he will send down fire and flames, and a burning wind; with these will their cup be full.

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

7 For the Lord is upright; he is a lover of righteousness: the upright will see his face.

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