Mapisarema 12

1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Nesheminiti. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Batsirai, imi Jehovha, nokuti vanoda Mwari hapachina; vakatendeka vapera pakati pavanhu.

For the music director. To the Sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for all the good people have gone! Those who trust in you have disappeared from among the people on earth.

2 Mumwe nomumwe anorevera wokwake nhema; miromo yavo inobata kumeso nokutaura zvinonyengera.

Everyone lies to their neighbors. They flatter with nice talk, but they don't mean what they say.

3 Jehovha ngaagure miromo yose inobata kumeso, norurimi rumwe norumwe runozvikudza

Stop their flattery, Lord, and silence their boasts—

4 ruchiti, “Tichakunda nendimi dzedu; miromo ndeyedu, tenzi wedu ndiani?”

these people who say, “We will succeed through what we say; our mouths belong to us. We don't take orders from anyone!”

5 “Nokuda kwokumanikidzwa kwavasina simba nokugomera kwavarombo, ndichasimuka zvino,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha. “Ndichavadzivirira kuna avo vanovaparadza.”

“Because of the violence the helpless have suffered, and because of the groans of the poor, I will rise up to defend them,” says the Lord. “I will give them the protection they have been longing for.”

6 Uye mashoko aJehovha haana chaangapomerwa, sesirivha yakacheneswa muchoto chevhu, yakanatswa kanomwe.

What the Lord says is trustworthy, as pure as silver refined seven times in a furnace.

7 Imi Jehovha, muchatichengeta murugare uye muchatidzivirira kubva kuvanhu vakadai nokusingaperi.

You, Lord will keep the oppressed safe; you will protect us from these kinds of people forever;

8 Vakaipa vanofamba-famba vakasununguka kana zvakashata zvichikudzwa pakati pavanhu.

even though the wicked are all around us, and evil is being promoted everywhere.