Psalms 12

1 For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth. Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.

Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Al-hasheminith. Salamo nataon’ i Davida. Vonjeo, Jehovah ô, fa efa lany ny tsara fanahy; eny, tsy misy mahatoky intsony eo amin’ ny zanak’ olombelona.

2 Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbour: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.

Samy milaza lainga amin’ ny namany amin’ ny molotra mandrobo izy; fo mamorom-pitaka no itenenany.

3 Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:

Holevonin’ i Jehovah anie ny molotra mandrobo rehetra sy ny lela miteny avonavona,

4 who have said, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of us?

Izay manao hoe: hampahery anay ny lelanay; miandany aminay ny molotray; iza no tomponay?

5 Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord, I will set [them] in safety; I will speak [to them] thereof openly.

Noho ny fampahoriana ny ory sy ny fisentoan’ ny malahelo, dia hitsangana Aho ankehitriny, hoy Jehovah; hovonjeko izay vingavingain’ ny sasany.

6 The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved [in] a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

Ny tenin’ i Jehovah dia teny madio, tahaka ny volafotsy voarendrika tao anatin’ ny memy ka mitsoriaka amin’ ny tany eny, voadio impito.

7 Thou, O Lord, shalt keep us, and shalt preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

Hianao, Jehovah ô, no hiaro azy, Hianao no hiambina azy mandrakizay tsy ho azon’ ity taranaka ity.

8 The ungodly walk around: according to thy greatness thou has greatly exalted the sons of men.

Raha avy izay isandratan’ ny tsinontsinona eo amin’ ny zanak’ olombelona, dia mieboebo ombieniombieny ny ratsy fanahy. Fitarainana ataon’ izay azom-pahoriana mafy loatra.