Psalmi 12

1 Zborovođi. U oktavi. Psalam. Davidov. U pomoć, Jahve, jer nestaje pobožnih, vjernosti nema više među ljudima!

For the music director. To the Sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for all the good people have gone! Those who trust in you have disappeared from among the people on earth.

2 Svatko laže svome bližnjemu, govori usnama lažljivim i srcem dvoličnim.

Everyone lies to their neighbors. They flatter with nice talk, but they don't mean what they say.

3 Istrijebi, Jahve, sve usne lažljive i jezik hvastavi;

Stop their flattery, Lord, and silence their boasts—

4 one što zbore: “Jezik je naša snaga, naše su usne za nas: tko nam što može?”

these people who say, “We will succeed through what we say; our mouths belong to us. We don't take orders from anyone!”

5 “Zbog nevolje tlačenih i jauka ubogih sada ću ustati - govori Jahve - spasenje donijet' onom tko ga želi.”

“Because of the violence the helpless have suffered, and because of the groans of the poor, I will rise up to defend them,” says the Lord. “I will give them the protection they have been longing for.”

6 Riječi su Jahvine riječi iskrene, srebro prokušano, od zemlje odvojeno, sedam puta očišćeno.

What the Lord says is trustworthy, as pure as silver refined seven times in a furnace.

7 O Jahve, ti ćeš bdjeti nad nama, od naraštaja ovog čuvat' nas svagda,

You, Lord will keep the oppressed safe; you will protect us from these kinds of people forever;

8 pa nek' se okolo vrzu zlotvori, nek' se izdižu ljudi najgori.

even though the wicked are all around us, and evil is being promoted everywhere.