Psalmowo 12

1 David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe seminit ŋu. Xɔ nam, Yehowa elabena, mawuvɔ̃lawo megali o, eye nuteƒewɔlawo bu le amegbetɔwo dome.

“To the chief musician upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.” Help, O Lord; for the pious have ceased to be; for the truthful have failed from among the children of men.

2 Ame sia ame kaa aʋatso na ehavi, eye wovivia nu me, elabena woƒe nuyiwo blea ame.

Deceptively do they speak every one with his neighbor, with flattering lips, with a double heart do they speak.

3 Yehowa nelã beblenuyiwo katã kple aɖe siwo doa wo ɖokui ɖe dzi

May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh boastful things:

4 hegblɔna be, “Míaɖu dzi kple míaƒe aɖewo, míaƒe nuyiwo nye mía tɔ, ame kae aɖu amegã ɖe mía dzi?”

Who have said, With our tongue will we be mighty; our lips are with us; who is Lord over us!

5 Yehowa be, “Esi wotea ame gblɔewo ɖe to, eye hiãtɔwo ŋena ta la, matso azɔ. Maɖe wo tso ame siwo le vlo dom wo la ƒe asi me.”

Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord: I will grant safety to him for whom the other layeth a snare.

6 Kpɔtsɔtsɔ mele Yehowa ƒe nyawo ŋuti o, wole abe klosalo si wololo le anyikpo me, eye wòdza zi gbɔ zi adre la ene.

The words of the Lord are pure words, as silver refined in the crucible of earth, purified seven times.

7 Ame vɔ̃ɖiwo zɔna le ablɔɖe me, eye wodea bubu yakanuwɔwɔwo ŋu le amegbetɔwo dome.

Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve them; thou wilt guard them from this generation for ever.

8 O! Yehowa, àna míanɔ dedie, eye àdzɔ mía ŋu tso ame siawo tɔgbi ƒe asi me tegbetegbe.

On every side do the wicked walk about, when the vile are exalted over the sons of man.