Psalms 12
1 For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.
| לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַֽל־הַשְּׁמִינִית מִזְמוֹר לְדָוִֽד׃ הוֹשִׁיעָה יְהֹוָה כִּֽי־גָמַר חָסִיד כִּי־פַסּוּ אֱמוּנִים מִבְּנֵי אָדָֽם׃ |
2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.
| שָׁוְא ׀ יְֽדַבְּרוּ אִישׁ אֶת־רֵעֵהוּ שְׂפַת חֲלָקוֹת בְּלֵב וָלֵב יְדַבֵּֽרוּ׃ |
3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh great things:
| יַכְרֵת יְהֹוָה כׇּל־שִׂפְתֵי חֲלָקוֹת לָשׁוֹן מְדַבֶּרֶת גְּדֹלֽוֹת׃ |
4 Who have said, with our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
| אֲשֶׁר אָמְרוּ ׀ לִלְשֹׁנֵנוּ נַגְבִּיר שְׂפָתֵינוּ אִתָּנוּ מִי אָדוֹן לָֽנוּ׃ |
5 For the spoiling of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety at whom they puff.
| מִשֹּׁד עֲנִיִּים מֵאֶנְקַת אֶבְיוֹנִים עַתָּה אָקוּם יֹאמַר יְהֹוָה אָשִׁית בְּיֵשַׁע יָפִיחַֽ־לֽוֹ׃ |
6 The words of the LORD are pure words; as silver tried in a furnace on the earth, purified seven times.
| אִמְרוֹת יְהֹוָה אֲמָרוֹת טְהֹרוֹת כֶּסֶף צָרוּף בַּעֲלִיל לָאָרֶץ מְזֻקָּק שִׁבְעָתָֽיִם׃ |
7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
| אַתָּֽה־יְהֹוָה תִּשְׁמְרֵם תִּצְּרֶנּוּ ׀ מִן־הַדּוֹר זוּ לְעוֹלָֽם׃ |
8 The wicked walk on every side, when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
| סָבִיב רְשָׁעִים יִתְהַלָּכוּן כְּרֻם זֻלּוּת לִבְנֵי אָדָֽם׃ |
