Psalmorum 12

1 in finem pro octava psalmus David salvum me fac Domine quoniam defecit sanctus quoniam deminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum

“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 vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum labia dolosa in corde et corde locuti sunt

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

3 disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

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

4 qui dixerunt linguam nostram magnificabimus labia nostra a nobis sunt quis noster dominus est

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

5 propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum nunc exsurgam dicit Dominus ponam in salutari fiducialiter agam in eo

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 eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

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

7 tu Domine servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac et in aeternum

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

8 in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum

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