< Psalms 12 >
1 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.
AYUDA, O Jeova, sa jocog mandeboto: sa jocog y manmauleg gui entalo y famaguon taotao.
2 They lie to one another; they speak with flattering lips and a double heart.
Masasangang taebale cada uno gui tiguangña: yan labios na jaande, yan doble na corason jasasangan.
3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue.
Si Jeova uutut todo y labios na jaande, yan y jila ni cumuecuentos mandangculo:
4 They say, “With our tongues we will prevail. We own our lips—who can be our master?”
Ayo na ujaalog: Pot y jilata na utagana; y labiosta iyota: jaye siña señot gui jilota?
5 “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.”
Sa y chiniguit y mamoble y an y inigong y mannesesitao: pago bae cajulo, ilegña si Jeova: guajo jupolo güi na seguro, ni y jaguaefeye.
6 The words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace, like gold purified sevenfold.
Sa y finijo Jeova, gasgas na finijo: calang salape na managasgas gui jotno gui jilo y tano: managasgas siete biaje.
7 You, O LORD, will keep us; You will forever guard us from this generation.
Jago, O Jeova, ni umadadaje sija, jago umantiene para taejinecog, guine este na generasion.
8 The wicked wander freely, and vileness is exalted among men.
Jijot gui oriya manjajanao y manaelaye: anae esta nacajulo y tinaelaye gui entalo y famaguon taotao.