Psalms 12

1 For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth. Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.

Zborovođi. U oktavi. Psalam. Davidov. U pomoć, Jahve, jer nestaje pobožnih, vjernosti nema više među ljudima!

2 Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbour: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.

Svatko laže svome bližnjemu, govori usnama lažljivim i srcem dvoličnim.

3 Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:

Istrijebi, Jahve, sve usne lažljive i jezik hvastavi;

4 who have said, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of us?

one što zbore: “Jezik je naša snaga, naše su usne za nas: tko nam što može?”

5 Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord, I will set [them] in safety; I will speak [to them] thereof openly.

“Zbog nevolje tlačenih i jauka ubogih sada ću ustati - govori Jahve - spasenje donijet' onom tko ga želi.”

6 The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved [in] a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

Riječi su Jahvine riječi iskrene, srebro prokušano, od zemlje odvojeno, sedam puta očišćeno.

7 Thou, O Lord, shalt keep us, and shalt preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

O Jahve, ti ćeš bdjeti nad nama, od naraštaja ovog čuvat' nas svagda,

8 The ungodly walk around: according to thy greatness thou has greatly exalted the sons of men.

pa nek' se okolo vrzu zlotvori, nek' se izdižu ljudi najgori.