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?

Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Nataon’ i Davida.

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.

Fa, indro, ny ratsy fanahy manenjana ny tsipìkany; efa nanamboatra ny zana-tsipìkany eo amin’ ny kofehy izy, nikendry tao amin’ ny maizina hitifitra ny mahitsy fo.

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

Fa rava ny fanorenana, ka inona indray no azon’ ny marina atao?

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.

Jehovah dia ao amin’ ny tempoliny masìna, ny seza fiandrianan’ i Jehovah dia any an-danitra; ny masony mijery, eny, ny hodi-masony mizaha toetra ny zanak’ olombelona.

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.

Jehovah mizaha toetra ny marina; fa ny ratsy fanahy sy ny mifaly hampidi-doza dia samy halan’ ny fanahiny.

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

Handatsaka fandrika amin’ ny ratsy fanahy Izy tahaka ny fandatsaka ranonorana; afo sy solifara ary rivo-mahamay no ho anjara kapoakany.

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

Fa marina Jehovah, ka fahamarinana no tiany; ny mahitsy no hahita ny tavany.