Psalms 11

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. In Yahweh, have I sought refuge. How can ye say to my soul, Flee to a mountain like a little bird;

Kwa mwimbishaji. Zaburi ya Daudi. Kwa Bwana ninakimbilia, unawezaje basi kuniambia: “Ruka kama ndege kwenye mlima wako.

2 For lo! the lawless, bend the bow They have fixed their arrow upon the string, To shoot in the darkness at the upright in heart:

Hebu tazama, waovu wanapinda pinde zao, huweka mishale kwenye uzi wake, wakiwa gizani ili kuwapiga wale wanyofu wa moyo.

3 When the pillars are overthrown, What could, a righteous man, do?

Wakati misingi imeharibiwa, mwenye haki anaweza kufanya nini?”

4 Yahweh, is in his holy temple As for Yahweh, in the heavens, is his throne, His eyes, behold—His eyelashes test the sons of men.

Bwana yuko ndani ya Hekalu lake takatifu; Bwana yuko kwenye kiti chake cha enzi mbinguni. Huwaangalia wana wa watu, macho yake yanawajaribu.

5 Yahweh, putteth, the righteous, to the test, —But the lawless one and the lover of violence, his soul doth hate.

Bwana huwajaribu wenye haki, lakini waovu na wanaopenda jeuri, nafsi yake huwachukia.

6 He will rain upon the lawless live-coals, Fire and brimstone and a burning wind, are the portion of their cup.

Atawanyeshea waovu makaa ya moto mkali na kiberiti kinachowaka, upepo wenye joto kali ndio fungu lao.

7 For righteous is Yahweh Righteousness, he loveth, the upright, shall behold his face.

Kwa kuwa Bwana ni mwenye haki, yeye hupenda haki. Wanyofu watauona uso wake.