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.

Huhhing in, O Yahweh Pakai, michonpha mangthah ding ahitai! Leiset mihem te lah a mikitah jong abeitai!

2 They speak falsehood one to another; With flattering lips, with a double heart, do they speak.

Heng le kom jengjong jouthu jengin akilhemtouvin, muhnal a lungthima kilhep lhahding jeng thu asei ui.

3 May the LORD destroy all flattering lips, And the tongue which speaketh proud things!

Yahweh Pakai in dangnal tah a thukisei ho hi asuh bei ding, kiletsahna thuchengho jonghi asuthip ding ahitai.

4 Who say, “With our tongues will we prevail; Our lips are our reliance; Who is lord over us?”

Amahon aseijun, eihon lungna chim set'in jouthu seiju hite, ajeh chu i-lei ikam'u eihoa hilouham, kon eisuh tang jou diuham? atiuve.

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.

Yahweh Pakai in adonbut in, “Keiman hatlou lhasamte chunga bolgenthei naho kamudohtai chule migenthei ho ka lemao jong kajatai. Tun keima kipan inting huhdoh dia eingaichat bangu va kahuh doh diu ahitai.”

6 The words of the LORD are pure; Like silver purified in a furnace on the earth, Seven times refined.

Yahweh Pakai kitepna hi thengsel'a ahin, dangka mei chunga sagivei kilhit theng tobang ahi.

7 Thou, O LORD! will watch over them; Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

Hijeh chun, Yahweh Pakai nangin bol-hesoh'a umho nahuhdoh ding ahi, ti kaheuve, chule hiche kitahlou khang mitea kon'a tonsot geija dinga nahoidoh ding ahi,

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

migilou te muntina vahle henlang migilou pen ho jong gamsung a kidomsang u jong le.