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.

For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth. Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.

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

Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbor: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.

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

Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:

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, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of 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.”

Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, says the Lord, I will set [them] in safety; I will speak [to them] thereof openly.

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

The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved [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, O Lord, shall keep us, and shall preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

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

The ungodly walk around: according to your greatness you has greatly exalted the sons of men.