Psalms 12

1 To him that excelleth upon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.

MAIN kom kotin jauaja, pwe me lelapok kan malaulaular, o me melel akan me malaulau ren aramaj akan.

2 They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.

Irail kin lokaia likam, amen amen on men impa, re lokaiaki lol riapot.

3 The Lord cut off all flattering lippes, and the tongue that speaketh proude things:

Ieowa pan kotin ujada kil en au karoj me linkapin o lo, me kin lokaia wei ni aklapalap.

4 Which haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile: our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?

Me kin indinda: Lo atail, me kit pan pwai kida, o kil en au at me kit keleki; ij at kaun?

5 Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath snared.

Ieowa kotin majani: I pan uda, pweki kankaneraner en me luet akan o janejan en me jamama kan: I pan jauaja i, me kin inon ion.

6 The wordes of the Lord are pure wordes, as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined seuen folde.

Majan en Ieowa me makelekeleta jilper, me kamakelekel kidar nan dal pwel en kijiniai pan pak iju.

7 Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.

Komui Main, pan kotin pera irail, o jinjila mon di wet kokolata.

8 The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.

Pwe me japun kan pan totolar waja karoj, ma aramaj jued pukat kin kaunda aramaj akan.