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 amongst the children of men.

in finem pro octava psalmus David salvum me fac Domine quoniam defecit sanctus quoniam deminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum

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

vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum labia dolosa in corde et corde locuti sunt

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

disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

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

qui dixerunt linguam nostram magnificabimus labia nostra a nobis sunt quis noster dominus est

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

propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum nunc exsurgam dicit Dominus ponam in salutari fiducialiter agam in eo

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

eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

7 You, O Lord, shall keep us, and shall preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

tu Domine servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac et in aeternum

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

in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum