Zaburi 12

1 Msaada, Yahweh, kwa kuwa wacha Mungu wametoweka; nao waaminifu wametokomea.

To him that excelleth upon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled from among the children of men.

2 Kila mmoja anasema kwa jirani yake maneno matupu; kila mmoja anaongea kwa midomo yenye sifa za uongo na maneno ya udanganyifu.

They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.

3 Yahweh, katilia mbali midomo yenye sifa za uongo, kila ulimi unanena kwa nguvu mambo makubwa.

The Lord cut off all flattering lippes, and the tongue that speaketh proude things:

4 Hawa ni wale ambao wamesema, “Kwa ndimi zetu tutashinda. Wakati midomo yetu itakapo ongea, ni nani atakaye kuwa mtawala juu yetu?”

Which haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile: our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?

5 “Kwa sababu ya vurugu zilizopo kinyume na maskini, na kwa sababu ya kuugua kwao wahitaji, Nitainuka,” asema Yahwe. “Nitawaletea usalama wanao hitaji.”

Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath snared.

6 Maneno ya Yahwe ni masafi, kama fedha iliyo safishwa katika tanuru duniani, iliyo ng'arishwa mara saba zaidi.

The wordes of the Lord are pure wordes, as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined seuen folde.

7 Wewe ni Yahwe! Unaye watunza. Una wahifadhi wacha Mungu kutoka katika hiki kizazi cha waovu na hata milele.

Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.

8 Waovu hutembea kila pande pale uovu unapoinuliwa kati ya wanadamu.

The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.