Psalms 12

1 Unto the end. For the octave. A Psalm of David. Save me, O Lord, because holiness has passed away, because truths have been diminished, before the sons of men.

AYUDA, O Jeova, sa jocog mandeboto: sa jocog y manmauleg gui entalo y famaguon taotao.

2 They have been speaking emptiness, each one to his neighbor; they have been speaking with deceitful lips and a duplicitous heart.

Masasangang taebale cada uno gui tiguangña: yan labios na jaande, yan doble na corason jasasangan.

3 May the Lord scatter all deceitful lips, along with the tongue that speaks malice.

Si Jeova uutut todo y labios na jaande, yan y jila ni cumuecuentos mandangculo:

4 They have said: “We will magnify our tongue; our lips belong to us. What is Lord to us?”

Ayo na ujaalog: Pot y jilata na utagana; y labiosta iyota: jaye siña señot gui jilota?

5 Because of the misery of the destitute and the groaning of the poor, now I will arise, says the Lord. I will place him in safety. I will act faithfully toward him.

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 eloquence of the Lord is pure eloquence, silver tested by fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.

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 preserve us, and you will guard us from this generation into eternity.

Jago, O Jeova, ni umadadaje sija, jago umantiene para taejinecog, guine este na generasion.

8 The impious wander aimlessly. According to your loftiness, you have multiplied the sons of men.

Jijot gui oriya manjajanao y manaelaye: anae esta nacajulo y tinaelaye gui entalo y famaguon taotao.