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:

Ki he Takimuʻa ʻi he Semini, ko e Saame ʻa Tevita. ‌ʻE Sihova, ke ke fakamoʻui; he kuo ngata ʻae tangata anga fakaʻotua; he ʻoku fakaʻaʻau ʻo tokosiʻi ʻae angatonu ʻi he ngaahi fānau ʻae tangata.

2 Vanity they speak each with his neighbour, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.

‌ʻOku nau taki taha lea loi ki hono kaungāʻapi: ʻoku nau lea ʻi he loungutu lapu mo e kākā.

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

‌ʻE fakaʻauha ʻe Sihova ʻae ngaahi loungutu lapu kotoa pē, pea mo e ʻelelo ʻoku lea ʻaki ʻae ngaahi meʻa fakafielahi:

4 Who said, 'By our tongue we do mightily: Our lips [are] our own; who [is] lord over us?'

‌ʻAkinautolu naʻe pehē, “Te tau ikuna ʻaki hotau ʻelelo; ʻoku ʻotautolu pe hotau loungutu: ko hai ʻae ʻeiki kiate kitautolu?

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.

‌ʻOku pehē ʻe Sihova, “Ko e meʻa ʻi he fakamālohiʻi ʻoe masiva, mo e ngaahi mafulu ʻoe vaivai, te u tuʻu hake; te u fokotuʻu moʻui ia meiate ia ʻaia ʻoku manuki kiate ia.”

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

Ko e ngaahi folofola ʻa Sihova ko e folofola maʻa ia: ʻo hangē ko e siliva kuo ʻahiʻahi ʻi he kulo ʻumea, kuo tuʻo fitu hono fakamaʻa.

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

‌ʻE Sihova, te ke tauhi ʻakinautolu, te ke fakamoʻui ʻakinautolu mei he toʻutangata ni ʻo taʻengata.

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

‌ʻOku ʻeveʻeva ʻae angakovi ʻi he potu kotoa pē, ʻoka hakeakiʻi ʻae kau tangata ʻoku mātuʻaki kovi.