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.

[For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.] Help, LORD; for the faithful ceases. For the loyal have vanished from among the descendants of Adam.

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

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

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

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

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 we will prevail. Our lips are our own. 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 weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place in safety the one who longs for it."

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 flawless words, as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times.

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

You, LORD, will protect us. You will guard us from this generation forever.

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

The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted among the descendants of Adam.