Psalms 12

1 For the leader; on the sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for the good are all gone, faithful people have vanished.

in finem pro octava psalmus David salvum me fac Domine quoniam defecit sanctus quoniam deminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum

2 One lies to another, speaking empty lies, with flattering lips and false hearts they speak.

vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum labia dolosa in corde et corde locuti sunt

3 May the Lord cut off all the flattering lips, and the tongue that utters arrogance,

disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

4 they declare, ‘Our tongue is our strength, our allies our lips: who is lord over us?’

qui dixerunt linguam nostram magnificabimus labia nostra a nobis sunt quis noster dominus est

5 ‘The poor are despoiled, and the needy are sighing; so now I will act,’ the Lord declares ‘And place them in the safety they long for.’

propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum nunc exsurgam dicit Dominus ponam in salutari fiducialiter agam in eo

6 The words of the Lord are words that are pure, silver smelted, seven times refined.

eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

7 You will keep us, Lord, and guard us from this generation forever,

tu Domine servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac et in aeternum

8 in a world where the wicked prowl, and worthless people exalted.

in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum