Psalmi 12

1 Pomagaj, Gospod, kajti bogaboječi človek izginja, kajti zvesti izmed človeških otrok slabi.

TO THE OVERSEER. ON THE EIGHTH. A PSALM OF DAVID. Save, YHWH, for the saintly has failed, For the steadfast have ceased From the sons of men:

2 Prazne reči govorijo vsak s svojim bližnjim. Govorijo z laskavimi ustnicami in dvoličnim srcem.

They each speak vanity with his neighbor, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.

3 Gospod bo iztrebil vse laskave ustnice in jezik, ki govori ponosne stvari,

YHWH cuts off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,

4 ki so rekli: »S svojim jezikom bomo prevladali, naše ustnice so naša last. Kdo je gospodar nad nami?«

Who said, “By our tongue we do mightily: Our lips [are] our own; who [is] lord over us?”

5 »Zaradi zatiranja siromašnega, zaradi vzdihovanja pomoči potrebnega se bom sedaj vzdignil, « govori Gospod, »postavil ga bom na varno pred tistim, ki se napihuje nad njim.«

Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now I arise, says YHWH, I set in safety [him who] breathes for it.

6 Gospodove besede so čiste besede; kakor srebro, preizkušeno v zemljini talilni peči, sedemkrat prečiščeno.

Sayings of YHWH [are] pure sayings—Silver tried in a furnace of earth, refined sevenfold.

7 Ti jih boš varoval, oh Gospod, pred tem rodom jih boš ohranil na veke.

You, O YHWH, preserve them, You keep us from this generation for all time.

8 Zlobni hodijo na vsaki strani, ko so najnizkotnejši ljudje povišani.

The wicked walk around continually, According as vileness is exalted by sons of men!