Psalmorum 12

1 In finem, pro octava. Psalmus David. Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam diminutæ sunt veritates a filiis hominum.

To the chief Musician upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum; labia dolosa, in corde et corde locuti sunt.

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

3 Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa, et linguam magniloquam.

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

4 Qui dixerunt: Linguam nostram magnificabimus; labia nostra a nobis sunt. Quis noster dominus est?

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

5 Propter miseriam inopum, et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus. Ponam in salutari; fiducialiter agam in eo.

For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set [him] in safety [from him that] puffeth at him.

6 Eloquia Domini, eloquia casta; argentum igne examinatum, probatum terræ, purgatum septuplum.

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

7 Tu, Domine, servabis nos, et custodies nos a generatione hac in æternum.

Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

8 In circuitu impii ambulant: secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum.

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