Psalms 12

1 To the Chief Musician. On the Octave. A Melody of David. O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

Yahweh, help us! [It seems that] people who are loyal to you have all vanished.

2 Deception, speak they, every one with his neighbour, —with lips uttering smooth things—with a heart and a heart, do they speak.

Everyone tells lies to other people; they deceive others by (flattering them/saying good things about them that they know are not true).

3 May Yahweh cut off All the lips that utter smooth things, —the tongue that speaketh swelling words;

Yahweh, we wish that you would cut off their tongues so that they cannot continue to boast.

4 Them who say—With our tongue, will we prevail, our lips, are our own, who is our master?

They say, “By telling lies we will get what we want; we control what we say [MTY], so no one can tell us what we should not do!”

5 Because of violence done to the poor, because of the crying of the needy, Now, will I arise! O may Yahweh say, —I will place [him] in safety—let him puff at him!

But Yahweh replies, “I have seen the violent things that they have done to helpless people; and I have heard those people groaning, so I will arise and rescue the people who are wanting me to help them.”

6 The words of Yahweh, are words, that are pure, silver refined in a crucible of earth, purified seven times!

Yahweh, you always do what you have promised to do; what you have promised is [as precious and pure as] silver that has been heated seven times in a furnace [to get rid of all the] impure material.

7 Thou, O Yahweh, wilt keep them, —Thou wilt guard him, from this generation unto times age-abiding.

Wicked people strut around [proudly], and people praise them for doing vile/wicked deeds, but Yahweh, [we know that] you will protect/rescue us from those wicked people.

8 On every side, the lawless, march about, —when worthlessness is exalted by the sons of men.