Psalms 12

1 “To the chief musician upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.” Help, O Lord; for the pious have ceased to be; for the truthful have failed from among the children of men.

Zborovođi. U oktavi. Psalam. Davidov. U pomoć, Jahve, jer nestaje pobožnih, vjernosti nema više među ljudima!

2 Deceptively do they speak every one with his neighbor, with flattering lips, with a double heart do they speak.

Svatko laže svome bližnjemu, govori usnama lažljivim i srcem dvoličnim.

3 May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh boastful things:

Istrijebi, Jahve, sve usne lažljive i jezik hvastavi;

4 Who have said, With our tongue will we be mighty; our lips are with us; who is Lord over us!

one što zbore: “Jezik je naša snaga, naše su usne za nas: tko nam što može?”

5 Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord: I will grant safety to him for whom the other layeth a snare.

“Zbog nevolje tlačenih i jauka ubogih sada ću ustati - govori Jahve - spasenje donijet' onom tko ga želi.”

6 The words of the Lord are pure words, as silver refined in the crucible of earth, purified seven times.

Riječi su Jahvine riječi iskrene, srebro prokušano, od zemlje odvojeno, sedam puta očišćeno.

7 Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve them; thou wilt guard them from this generation for ever.

O Jahve, ti ćeš bdjeti nad nama, od naraštaja ovog čuvat' nas svagda,

8 On every side do the wicked walk about, when the vile are exalted over the sons of man.

pa nek' se okolo vrzu zlotvori, nek' se izdižu ljudi najgori.