Psalmi 12

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

“To the chief musician upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.” Help, O Lord; for the pious have ceased to be; for the truthful have failed from among the children of men.

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

Deceptively do they speak every one with his neighbor, with flattering lips, with a double heart do they speak.

3 Istrijebi, Jahve, sve usne lažljive i jezik hvastavi;

May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh boastful things:

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

Who have said, With our tongue will we be mighty; our lips are with us; who is Lord over us!

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

Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord: I will grant safety to him for whom the other layeth a snare.

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

The words of the Lord are pure words, as silver refined in the crucible of earth, purified seven times.

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

Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve them; thou wilt guard them from this generation for ever.

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

On every side do the wicked walk about, when the vile are exalted over the sons of man.