< Psalmi 12 >
1 Zborovođi. U oktavi. Psalam. Davidov. U pomoć, Jahve, jer nestaje pobožnih, vjernosti nema više među ljudima!
For the choirmaster. According to Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, O LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
2 Svatko laže svome bližnjemu, govori usnama lažljivim i srcem dvoličnim.
They lie to one another; they speak with flattering lips and a double heart.
3 Istrijebi, Jahve, sve usne lažljive i jezik hvastavi;
May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue.
4 one što zbore: “Jezik je naša snaga, naše su usne za nas: tko nam što može?”
They say, “With our tongues we will prevail. We own our lips—who can be our master?”
5 “Zbog nevolje tlačenih i jauka ubogih sada ću ustati - govori Jahve - spasenje donijet' onom tko ga želi.”
“For the cause of the oppressed and for the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the LORD. “I will bring safety to him who yearns.”
6 Riječi su Jahvine riječi iskrene, srebro prokušano, od zemlje odvojeno, sedam puta očišćeno.
The words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace, like gold purified sevenfold.
7 O Jahve, ti ćeš bdjeti nad nama, od naraštaja ovog čuvat' nas svagda,
You, O LORD, will keep us; You will forever guard us from this generation.
8 pa nek' se okolo vrzu zlotvori, nek' se izdižu ljudi najgori.
The wicked wander freely, and vileness is exalted among men.