Psalms 11

1 For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain;

[Aka mawt ham David kah] BOEIPA dongah ka ying coeng. Metlamlae ka hinglu te vaa bangla na tlang dongah rhaehba khaw rhaehba mai na ti?

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow, They make ready their arrow upon the string, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;

Halang rhoek loh lungbuei aka thuem rhoek te a hmuep lamloh kah ham, lirhui dongah thaltang a mop uh tih lii a phuk uh thil ke.

3 If the foundations be destroyed, What can the righteous do?

A yung a paa te a koengloeng uh vaengah aka dueng loh balae a saii thai?

4 Jehovah is in his holy temple; Jehovah, his throne is in heaven; His eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

BOEIPA tah amah kah bawkim cim ah om. BOEIPA kah a ngolkhoel tah vaan ah om. Hlang capa rhoek te a mik neh a dawn tih a mikkhu neh a noem.

5 Jehovah trieth the righteous; But the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

BOEIPA loh aka dueng neh aka halang te a noem vaengah kuthlahnah aka lungnah te BOEIPA kah a hinglu loh a hmuhuet.

6 Upon the wicked he will rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

Halang tah hmai pael neh kat a tlan thil vetih yilh ling boengloeng te a buham nah ni.

7 For Jehovah is righteous; he loveth righteousness: The upright shall behold his face.

Duengnah BOEIPA tah a dueng dongah a thuem aka lungnah rhoek long ni a maelhmai a hmuh uh eh.