Zaburi 12

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

To the Overseer, on the octave. — A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the saintly hath failed, For the stedfast have ceased From the sons of men:

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

Vanity they speak each with his neighbour, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.

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

Jehovah doth cut off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,

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

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

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

Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, I set in safety [him who] doth breathe for it.

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

Sayings of Jehovah [are] pure sayings; Silver tried in a furnace of earth refined sevenfold.

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

Thou, O Jehovah, dost preserve them, Thou keepest us from this generation to the age.

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

Around the wicked walk continually, According as vileness is exalted by sons of men!