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.

Rabbiyow, dadkaaga caawi, waayo, nin cibaado leh waa la waayayaa, Waayo, binu-aadmiga intii aaminka ahayd way ka dhammaadeen.

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

Mid walba deriskiisa wuxuu kula hadlaa been, Oo waxay ku hadlaan bushimo sasabasho miidhan ah iyo laba qalbi.

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

Rabbigu wuxuu wada baabbi'in doonaa bushimaha sasabashada badan oo dhan, Iyo carrabka waxyaalaha waaweyn ku hadlaba.

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

Kuwaasu waxay yidhaahdeen, Annagu waxaan ku adkaan doonnaa carrabkayaga, Oo bushimahayagana annagaa iska leh. Haddaba bal yaa annaga sayid noo ah?

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.

Rabbigu wuxuu leeyahay, Anigu haatan waxaan u kacayaa Masaakiinta la dhacayo, iyo kuwa baahan taahiddooda daraaddood, Oo kan ay fudaydsanayaanna waan ammaan gelinayaa.

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

Rabbiga erayadiisu waa erayo daahir ah, Oo waa sida lacag foorno kulul oo dhulka ku taal lagu kala miiray, Oo toddoba jeer la safeeyey.

7 You, O Lord, will preserve us, and you will guard us from this generation into eternity.

Rabbiyow, waad dhawri doontaa, Oo qarnigan ayaad iyaga ka xannaanayn doontaa weligood.

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

Markii nijaasta binu-aadmiga dhexdiisa lagu jecel yahay, Kuwa sharka lahu waxay ku socdaan dhinac kasta.