Psalms 12

1 Help, YHWH; for the righteous man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe seminit ŋu. Xɔ nam, Yehowa elabena, mawuvɔ̃lawo megali o, eye nuteƒewɔlawo bu le amegbetɔwo dome.

2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

Ame sia ame kaa aʋatso na ehavi, eye wovivia nu me, elabena woƒe nuyiwo blea ame.

3 YHWH shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things:

Yehowa nelã beblenuyiwo katã kple aɖe siwo doa wo ɖokui ɖe dzi

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

hegblɔna be, “Míaɖu dzi kple míaƒe aɖewo, míaƒe nuyiwo nye mía tɔ, ame kae aɖu amegã ɖe mía dzi?”

5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith YHWH; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.

Yehowa be, “Esi wotea ame gblɔewo ɖe to, eye hiãtɔwo ŋena ta la, matso azɔ. Maɖe wo tso ame siwo le vlo dom wo la ƒe asi me.”

6 The words of YHWH are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

Kpɔtsɔtsɔ mele Yehowa ƒe nyawo ŋuti o, wole abe klosalo si wololo le anyikpo me, eye wòdza zi gbɔ zi adre la ene.

7 Thou shalt keep them, O YHWH, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

Ame vɔ̃ɖiwo zɔna le ablɔɖe me, eye wodea bubu yakanuwɔwɔwo ŋu le amegbetɔwo dome.

8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.

O! Yehowa, àna míanɔ dedie, eye àdzɔ mía ŋu tso ame siawo tɔgbi ƒe asi me tegbetegbe.