Amahubo 12

1 Kumqondisi wokuhlabela. Ngendlela yesheminithi. Ihubo likaDavida. Siza Thixo, ngoba kabasekho abakholwayo; abathembekileyo sebenyamalele kabasekho ebantwini.

Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David. Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

2 Bonke baqamba amanga kubomakhelwane babo; izindebe zabo eziyengayo zihlezi zikhuluma inkohliso esezinhliziyweni zabo.

They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

3 Sengathi uThixo angaziquma zonke izindebe ezikhohlisayo kanye laluphi ulimi oluzikhukhumezayo

May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

4 oluthi, “Sizanqoba ngendimi zethu; izindebe zethu zizasilwela ngubani oyinkosi yethu na?”

Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?

5 “Ngenxa yokuncindezelwa kwabayanga lokububula kwabaswelayo, sengizavuka khathesi,” kutsho uThixo. “Ngizabavikela kulabo ababachukuluzayo.”

By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.

6 Njalo amazwi kaThixo amsulwa, njengesiliva esicengwe esithandweni somlilo esebumba, njengegolide elihlanjululwe kasikhombisa.

The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.

7 Oh Thixo, uzahlala usiphephisile njalo usivikele ebantwini ababi nini lanini.

Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

8 Ababi bayaklamasa santando nxa bebona izinto ezilihlazo zidunyiswa ngabantu.

The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.