< Psalms 12 >
1 “For the leader of the music; to the octave. A psalm of David.” Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; The faithful are failing among men.
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Monga mwa mayimbidwe seminiti. Salimo la Davide. Thandizeni Yehova pakuti palibe munthu wokhulupirika; okhulupirika akusowa pakati pa anthu.
2 They speak falsehood one to another; With flattering lips, with a double heart, do they speak.
Aliyense amanamiza mʼbale wake; ndi pakamwa pawo pabodza amayankhula zachinyengo.
3 May the LORD destroy all flattering lips, And the tongue which speaketh proud things!
Inu Yehova tsekani milomo yonse yachinyengo ndi pakamwa paliponse podzikuza.
4 Who say, “With our tongues will we prevail; Our lips are our reliance; Who is lord over us?”
Pakamwa pamene pamati, “Ife tidzapambana ndi kuyankhula kwathu; pakamwapa ndi pathupathu, tsono mbuye wathu ndani?”
5 For the oppression of the poor and the sighing of the wretched, Now will I stand up, saith the LORD; I will set in safety him whom they puff at.
“Chifukwa cha kuponderezedwa kwa anthu opanda mphamvu ndi kubuwula kwa anthu osowa, Ine ndidzauka tsopano,” akutero Yehova, “Ndidzawateteza kwa owazunza.”
6 The words of the LORD are pure; Like silver purified in a furnace on the earth, Seven times refined.
Ndipo mawu a Yehova ndi angwiro monga siliva oyengedwa mʼngʼanjo yadothi, oyengedwa kasanu nʼkawiri.
7 Thou, O LORD! will watch over them; Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.
Inu Yehova mudzatitchinjiriza ndipo mudzatiteteza kwa anthu otere kwamuyaya.
8 The wicked walk on every side, When the vilest of men are exalted.
Oyipa amangoyendayenda ponseponse anthu akamayamikira zochita zawo.