Psalms 12

1 To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

Kuom jatend wer. Kaluwore gi sheminith. Zaburi mar Daudi. Kony ji yaye Jehova Nyasaye, nikech joma oluoro Nyasaye koro onge; joma jo-adiera oserumo e dier ji.

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

Ngʼato ka ngʼato riambo ne nyawadgi; dhogi mohero jaro ji wuoyo gi wuond.

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

Mad Jehova Nyasaye ongʼad oko lep duto ma jaro ji kod lep duto masungore;

4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us?

mawacho niya, “Wabiro wuoyo kaka wahero; kendo onge ngʼama biro tamowa. Koso en ngʼa ma ruodhwa manyalo tamowa timo kamano?”

5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.

“Nikech dich modigo joma ok nyal kod chur ma joma ochando churgo, koro abiro aa malo,” Jehova Nyasaye owacho. “Abiro ritogi e lwet joma sandogi.”

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

Weche Jehova Nyasaye liw, giliw ka fedha moleny e lowo mowangʼ maliet ha, mopwodhi ndalo abiriyo.

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

Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, yie iritwa maber kik gimoro ohinywa kendo reswa e lwet joma kamago nyaka chiengʼ.

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

Joma timbegi richo wuotho koni gi koni kendo gima rach ema ji puoyo.