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.

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

2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.

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

3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh great things:

disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

4 Who have said, with our tongue will we prevail; 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 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.

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

6 The words of the LORD are pure words; as silver tried in a furnace on the earth, purified seven times.

eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

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

8 The wicked walk on every side, when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum