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.

Nkunga Davidi kayimbidila mu ngitala yi nana di zitsinga kuidipfumu minyimbidi. A Yave, yiza sadisa bila batu beti kinzika mambu ma Nzambi basiedi ko. Mikhuikizi mizimbidi va khatitsika yi bana ba batu.

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

Kadika mutu wulembo vuni fikimini yandi. Mambu ma lueki madi mu bididi biawu vayi mintima miodi badi sumbu bantuba.

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

Bika Yave kabunga bididi bioso bintubanga mambu ma lueki ayi ludimi luntubanga mambu mu luniemo.

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

Batu bobo bantubanga: “Tuela nunga mu diambu di ludimi lueto, bididi bieto bidi bieto veka; nani wulenda ba Pfumu eto?”

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.

Bila mu diambu di yamusu ku batu balebakana, ayi kunga ku nsukami; diawu Yave kakembi buabu: “Buabu ndieka ntelama, ndieka kuba kaka mu diambu di mutu balembo kuba yamisa.”

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

Mambu ma Yave madi mavedila banga palata kioki bavedisidi mu mbazu, kivedosolo mu tsambuadi di zikhumbu.

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

Yave ngeyo wela kutu keba mu luvovomo wela kutu kaka mu diambu di ntindu wu batu baba, mu thangu yi kayimani.

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

Batu bambimbi beti vemanga muamo mu thangu bifu bi mbimbi bieti yayusu va khatitsika batu.