Psalms 11

1 Unto the end. A psalm for David. In the Lord I put my trust: how then do you say to my soul: Get thee away from hence to the mountain like a sparrow?

म परमप्रभुमा शरण लिन्छु । तिमीहरूले मलाई कसरी भन्‍न सक्छौ, “चराझैं पहाडतिर भाग्”?

2 For, lo, the wicked have bent their bow; they have prepared their arrows in the quiver; to shoot in the dark the upright of heart.

किनकि हेर, दुष्‍टहरूले आफ्‍ना धनु तयार गर्छन्। सोझो हृदय हुनेलाई अन्धकारमा प्रहार गर्न तिनीहरू आफ्‍ना काँडहरू ताँदोमा चढाउँछन् ।

3 For they have destroyed the things which thou hast made: but what has the just man done?

किनकि जगहरू नै भग्‍नावशेष हुन्‍छन् भने, धर्मीले के गर्न सक्छ र?

4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes look on the poor man: his eyelids examine the sons of men.

परमप्रभु आफ्‍नो पवित्र मन्दिरमा हुनुहुन्छ । उहाँका आँखाले हे्र्छन्, उहाँका आँखाले मानवजातिका छोराछोरीको र जाँच गर्छन् ।

5 The Lord trieth the just and the wicked: but he that loveth iniquity hateth his own soul.

परमप्रभुले धर्मी र दुष्‍ट दुवैको जाँच गर्नुहुन्छ, तर हिंसा गर्न मन पराउनेलाई उहाँले घृणा गर्नुहुन्छ ।

6 He shall rain snares upon sinners: fire and brimstone and storms of winds shall be the portion of their cup.

दुष्‍टहरूमाथि उहाँले भुङ्‍ग्रो र गन्धक बर्साउनुहुन्छ । उहाँको कचौराबाट बहने तातो हावा तिनीहरूको हिस्‍सा हुनेछ ।

7 For the Lord is just, and hath loved justice: his countenance hath beheld righteousness.

किनकि परमप्रभु धर्मी हुनुहुन्छ, र उहाँले धार्मिकता मन पराउनुहुन्छ । सोझोले उहाँको मुहार देख्‍नेछ ।