Psalms 12

1 Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David. Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

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

2 They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

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

3 May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

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

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

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

5 By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.

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 words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the 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 Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

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

8 The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.

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