Psalms 12

1 TO THE OVERSEER. ON THE EIGHTH. A PSALM OF DAVID. Save, YHWH, for the saintly has failed, For the steadfast have ceased From the sons of men:

in finem pro octava psalmus David salvum me fac Domine quoniam defecit sanctus quoniam deminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum

2 They each speak vanity with his neighbor, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.

vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum labia dolosa in corde et corde locuti sunt

3 YHWH cuts off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,

disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

4 Who said, “By our tongue we do mightily: Our lips [are] our own; who [is] lord over us?”

qui dixerunt linguam nostram magnificabimus labia nostra a nobis sunt quis noster dominus est

5 Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now I arise, says YHWH, I set in safety [him who] breathes for it.

propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum nunc exsurgam dicit Dominus ponam in salutari fiducialiter agam in eo

6 Sayings of YHWH [are] pure sayings—Silver tried in a furnace of earth, refined sevenfold.

eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

7 You, O YHWH, preserve them, You keep us from this generation for all time.

tu Domine servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac et in aeternum

8 The wicked walk around continually, According as vileness is exalted by sons of men!

in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum