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;

KE hilinai aku nei au ia Iehova; Pehea oukou e i mai ai i ko'u uhane, E lele i ko oukou mauna me he manu la?

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;

Aia hoi ka poe hewa ke lena la i ka lakou kakaka, Ke hoomakaukau la i ka lakou pua ma ke kaula, E pana malu aku lakou i ka poe naau kupono.

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

Ina e hoohioloia na kumu, Heaha la hoi ka ka mea pono e hana'i?

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

Ina no o Iehova iloko o kona luakini hoano; Ina no o ka nohoalii o Iehova maluna o ka lani: Ke nana mai la kona mau maka; Ke hoao mai la kona mau lihilihi i na keiki a kanaka.

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

Ke hoao la o Iehova i ka mea pono, Aka, ke inaina la kona Uhane i ka mea hewa, A me ka mea i makemake i ke kolohe.

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

Maluna iho o ka poe hewa oia e hooua mai ai i na kaula uila, A me ke ahi, ka luaipele, a me ka ino huhu: Oia ka piha o ko lakou kiaha.

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

No ka mea, ke aloha mai la ka Haku pono i ka pono; Ke haliu mai la kona maka i ka mea pololei.