Psalms 12

1 For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth. Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.

Siza, Nkosi, ngoba owesaba uNkulunkulu kasekho, ngoba abathembekileyo banyamalele basuka ebantwaneni babantu.

2 Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbor: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.

Bakhuluma okuyize, ngulowo lalowo lomakhelwane wakhe; indebe ezilalisayo, bakhuluma nganhliziyombili.

3 Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:

INkosi izaquma zonke indebe ezilalisayo, ulimi olukhuluma izinto zokuzidla;

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

abathi: Sizanqoba ngolimi lwethu, indebe zethu ngezethu; ngubani oyinkosi phezu kwethu?

5 Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, says the Lord, I will set [them] in safety; I will speak [to them] thereof openly.

Ngenxa yokubandezelwa kwabayanga, ngenxa yokububula kwabaswelayo, sengizavuka, kutsho iNkosi. Ngizabeka ekulondolozekeni amvuthelayo.

6 The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved [in] a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

Amazwi eNkosi angamazwi ahlambulukileyo, isiliva esizanywe esithandweni senhlabathi, sihlanjululwe kasikhombisa.

7 You, O Lord, shall keep us, and shall preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

Wena, Nkosi, uzabagcina, ubavikele kulesisizukulwana kuze kube nininini.

8 The ungodly walk around: according to your greatness you has greatly exalted the sons of men.

Ababi bayahambahamba inhlangothi zonke, lapho amanyala ephakanyiswa phakathi kwabantwana babantu.