Psalm 11
For the director of music. Of David.
1In the Lord I take refuge.
How then can you say to me:
“Flee like a bird to your mountain.
2For look, the wicked bend their bows;
they set their arrows against the strings
to shoot from the shadows
at the upright in heart.
3When the foundations are being destroyed,
what can the righteous do?”
4The Lord is in his holy temple;
the Lord is on his heavenly throne.
He observes everyone on earth;
his eyes examine them.
5The Lord examines the righteous,
but the wicked, those who love violence,
he hates with a passion.
6On the wicked he will rain
fiery coals and burning sulfur;
a scorching wind will be their lot.
7For the Lord is righteous,
he loves justice;
the upright will see his face.
Dwom 11
Dawid dwom.
1Awurade mu na mede me werɛ ahyɛ.
Adɛn na wotumi ka kyerɛ me sɛ,
“Tu te sɛ anomaa kɔ wo bepɔ so.
2Na hwɛ, amumuyɛfoɔ akuntunu wɔn tadua mu,
na wɔde wɔn mmɛmma asisi nhoma so
sɛ wɔbɛto wɔ esum mu
de awɔ akoma mu ahotefoɔ.
3Sɛ wɔresɛe fapem no a,
ɛdeɛn na ɔteneneeni bɛtumi ayɛ?”
4Awurade wɔ nʼasɔredan kronkron no mu;
Awurade te ne soro ahennwa so.
Ɔhwɛ nnipa mma,
nʼani hwehwɛ wɔn mu.
5Awurade hwehwɛ ɔteneneeni mu,
na amumuyɛfoɔ ne wɔn a wɔpɛ basabasayɛ deɛ,
ne kra kyiri wɔn.
6Ɔbɛtɔ gyaframa ne sɔfe a ɛrederɛ
agu Amumuyɛfoɔ so;
na mframa a emu yɛ hyeɛ bɛyɛ wɔn kyɛfa.
7Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni,
na ɔpɛ atɛntenenee;
wɔn a wɔtene no bɛhunu nʼanim.
