Psalmorum 12

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

“For the leader of the music; to the octave. A psalm of David.” Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; The faithful are failing among men.

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

They speak falsehood one to another; With flattering lips, with a double heart, do they speak.

3 disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

May the LORD destroy all flattering lips, And the tongue which speaketh proud things!

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

Who say, “With our tongues will we prevail; Our lips are our reliance; 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 and the sighing of the wretched, Now will I stand up, saith the LORD; I will set in safety him whom they puff at.

6 eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

The words of the LORD are pure; Like silver purified in a furnace on the earth, Seven times refined.

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

Thou, O LORD! will watch over them; Thou wilt 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 of men are exalted.