Psalms 12

1 To the victorie on the eiyte, the song of Dauid. Lord, make thou me saaf, for the hooli failide; for treuthis ben maad litle fro the sones of men.

Kwa mwimbishaji. Mtindo wa sheminithi. Zaburi ya Daudi. Bwana tusaidie, kwa kuwa wacha Mungu wametoweka; waaminifu wametoweka miongoni mwa wanadamu.

2 Thei spaken veyn thingis, ech man to hys neiybore; thei han gileful lippis, thei spaken in herte and herte.

Kila mmoja humwambia jirani yake uongo; midomo yao ya hila huzungumza kwa udanganyifu.

3 The Lord destrie alle gileful lippis; and the greet spekynge tunge.

Bwana na akatilie mbali midomo yote ya hila na kila ulimi uliojaa majivuno,

4 Whiche seiden, We schulen magnyfie oure tunge, our lippis ben of vs; who is oure lord?

ule unaosema, “Kwa ndimi zetu tutashinda; midomo ni mali yetu, bwana wetu ni nani?”

5 For the wretchednesse of nedy men, and for the weilyng of pore men; now Y schal ryse vp, seith the Lord. I schal sette inhelt he; Y schal do tristili in hym.

“Kwa sababu ya uonevu wa wanyonge na kulia kwa uchungu kwa wahitaji, nitainuka sasa,” asema Bwana. “Nitawalinda kutokana na wale wenye nia mbaya juu yao.”

6 The spechis of the Lord ben chast spechis; siluer examynyd bi fier, preued fro erthe, purgid seuen fold.

Maneno ya Bwana ni safi, kama fedha iliyosafishwa katika tanuru, iliyosafishwa mara saba.

7 Thou, Lord, schalt kepe vs; and thou `schalt kepe vs fro this generacioun with outen ende.

Ee Bwana, utatuweka salama na kutulinda na kizazi hiki milele.

8 Wickid men goen in cumpas; bi thin hiynesse thou hast multiplied the sones of men.

Watu waovu huenda wakiringa kila mahali wakati ambapo yule aliye mbaya sana ndiye anayeheshimiwa miongoni mwa watu.