Psalms 12

1 To the Overseer, on the octave. — A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the saintly hath failed, For the stedfast have ceased From the sons 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 Vanity they speak each with his neighbour, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.

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

3 Jehovah doth cut off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,

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

4 Who said, 'By our tongue we do mightily: 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 spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, I set in safety [him who] doth breathe for it.

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 Sayings of Jehovah [are] pure sayings; Silver tried in a furnace of earth refined sevenfold.

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

7 Thou, O Jehovah, dost preserve them, Thou keepest us from this generation to the age.

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

8 Around the wicked walk continually, According as vileness is exalted by sons of men!

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