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.

Kwa mwimbishaji. Mtindo wa sheminithi. Zaburi ya Daudi. Bwana tusaidie, kwa kuwa wacha Mungu wametoweka; waaminifu wametoweka miongoni mwa wanadamu.

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

Kila mmoja humwambia jirani yake uongo; midomo yao ya hila huzungumza kwa udanganyifu.

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

Bwana na akatilie mbali midomo yote ya hila na kila ulimi uliojaa majivuno,

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

ule unaosema, “Kwa ndimi zetu tutashinda; midomo ni mali yetu, bwana wetu ni nani?”

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.

“Kwa sababu ya uonevu wa wanyonge na kulia kwa uchungu kwa wahitaji, nitainuka sasa,” asema Bwana. “Nitawalinda kutokana na wale wenye nia mbaya juu yao.”

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

Maneno ya Bwana ni safi, kama fedha iliyosafishwa katika tanuru, iliyosafishwa mara saba.

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

Ee Bwana, utatuweka salama na kutulinda na kizazi hiki milele.

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

Watu waovu huenda wakiringa kila mahali wakati ambapo yule aliye mbaya sana ndiye anayeheshimiwa miongoni mwa watu.