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; on the sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for the good are all gone, faithful people have vanished.

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

One lies to another, speaking empty lies, with flattering lips and false hearts they speak.

3 disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

May the Lord cut off all the flattering lips, and the tongue that utters arrogance,

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

they declare, “Our tongue is our strength, our allies our lips: who is lord over us?”

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

“The poor are despoiled, and the needy are sighing; so now I will act,” the Lord declares “And place them in the safety they long for.”

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

The words of the Lord are words that are pure, silver smelted, seven times refined.

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

You will keep us, Lord, and guard us from this generation forever,

8 in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum

in a world where the wicked prowl, and worthless people exalted.