Psalms 12

1 To the choirmaster on the sheminith a psalm of David. Save! O Yahweh for he has come to an end [the] faithful for they have vanished faithful [people] from [the] children of humankind.

Dawid dwom. Boa yɛn, Awurade, na nyamesurofo asa; nokwafo ayera wɔ nnipa mu.

2 Falsehood - they speak each with neighbor his a lip of flatteri with a heart and a heart they speak.

Obiara di atoro kyerɛ ne yɔnko; wɔn ano a ɛdɛfɛdɛfɛ no ka nnaadaasɛm.

3 May he cut off Yahweh all [the] lips of flatteri a tongue [which] speaks great [things].

Ma Awurade ntwa nnaadaa ano ne tɛkrɛma biara a ɛhoahoa ne ho nkyene;

4 Which they say - tongues our we will make strong lips our [are] with us who? [is] master of us.

nea ɛka se, “Yɛde yɛn tɛkrɛma bedi nkonim; yɛn ano bedi ama yɛn, na hena na odi yɛn so tumi?”

5 From [the] devastation of afflicted [people] from [the] groaning of needy [people] now I will arise he says Yahweh I will set in [the] safety [one who] he pants for it.

“Esiane ɔhyɛ a wɔde hyɛ mmɔborɔni ne ohiani apinisi no nti, mɛsɔre afei,” Awurade na ose. “Mɛbɔ wɔn ho ban afi wɔn a wɔhaw wɔn no ho.”

6 [the] words of Yahweh [are] words pure silver refined in a crucible of the earth purified sevenfold.

Awurade asɛm yɛ nokware te sɛ dwetɛ a wɔasɔn so wɔ fononoo mu, na wɔahoa ho mpɛn ason.

7 You O Yahweh you will keep them you will guard him - from the generation this for ever.

Awurade, wobɛkora mmɔborɔni na woabɔ yɛn ho ban afi saa nnipa yi ho afebɔɔ.

8 All around wicked [people] they walk about! when is exalted vileness by [the] children of humankind.

Amumɔyɛfo nenam sɛnea wɔpɛ, bere a adesamma de nidi ma afide. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.