Psalms 12

1 For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for the godly man ceases. For the faithful fail from amongst the children of men.

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.

2 Everyone lies to his neighbour. They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart.

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

3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that boasts,

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

4 who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail. Our lips are our own. Who is lord over us?”

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

5 “Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the LORD; “I will set him in safety from those who malign him.”

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.

6 The LORD’s words are flawless words, as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times.

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

7 You will keep them, LORD. You will preserve them from this generation forever.

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

8 The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted amongst the sons of men.

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