Psalms 12

1 To the chief Musician. Upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the godly man is gone; for the faithful have failed from among 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 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour: [with] flattering lip, with a double heart, do they speak.

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

3 Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things,

disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail, our lips are our own: who [is] lord over us?

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

5 Because of the oppression of the afflicted, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith Jehovah, I will set [him] in safety, at whom they puff.

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

6 The words of Jehovah are pure words, silver tried in the furnace of earth, purified seven times.

eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

7 Thou, Jehovah, wilt keep them, thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

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

8 The wicked walk about on every side, when vileness is exalted among the children of men.

in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum