Sòm 12

1 Pou direktè koral la; sou yon gita uit kòd Yon sòm David. Sekou, SENYÈ, paske moun ladwati yo sispann egziste, Paske fidèl yo vin disparèt pami fis a lòm yo.

Help, LORD; for the godly man ceases; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 Yo pale sa ki fo a youn lòt. Lèv flatè yo ak kè doub yo pale.

They speak vanity every one with his neighbor: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

3 Ke SENYÈ a vin koupe tout lèv flatè yo, ak lang ki pale gwo bagay yo;

The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaks proud things:

4 ki te di: “Avèk lang nou, nou va reyisi. Lèv nou se pou nou. Se kilès ki kab mèt sou nou?”

Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us?

5 “Akoz dega a aflije yo, akoz kri a malere yo, koulye a, Mwen va leve”, pale SENYÈ a; “Mwen va mete li ansekirite de (sila) ki maltrete l la.”

For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, says the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffs at him.

6 Pawòl a SENYÈ a se pawòl ki san tach; tankou ajan ki teste nan founo, rafine nan tè sèt fwa.

The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

7 Ou menm, O SENYÈ, va pwoteje yo. Ou va prezève yo soti nan jenerasyon (sila) a jis pou tout tan.

You shall keep them, O LORD, you shall preserve them from this generation for ever.

8 Mechan yo pwomennen toupatou tout kote lè bagay ki lèd vin leve wo pami fis a lòm yo.

The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.