Mapisarema 12

1 Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Nesheminiti. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Batsirai, imi Jehovha, nokuti vanoda Mwari hapachina; vakatendeka vapera pakati pavanhu.

To the chief Musician. Upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the godly man is gone; for the faithful have failed from among the children of men.

2 Mumwe nomumwe anorevera wokwake nhema; miromo yavo inobata kumeso nokutaura zvinonyengera.

They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour: [with] flattering lip, with a double heart, do they speak.

3 Jehovha ngaagure miromo yose inobata kumeso, norurimi rumwe norumwe runozvikudza

Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things,

4 ruchiti, “Tichakunda nendimi dzedu; miromo ndeyedu, tenzi wedu ndiani?”

Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail, our lips are our own: who [is] lord over us?

5 “Nokuda kwokumanikidzwa kwavasina simba nokugomera kwavarombo, ndichasimuka zvino,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha. “Ndichavadzivirira kuna avo vanovaparadza.”

Because of the oppression of the afflicted, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith Jehovah, I will set [him] in safety, at whom they puff.

6 Uye mashoko aJehovha haana chaangapomerwa, sesirivha yakacheneswa muchoto chevhu, yakanatswa kanomwe.

The words of Jehovah are pure words, silver tried in the furnace of earth, purified seven times.

7 Imi Jehovha, muchatichengeta murugare uye muchatidzivirira kubva kuvanhu vakadai nokusingaperi.

Thou, Jehovah, wilt keep them, thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

8 Vakaipa vanofamba-famba vakasununguka kana zvakashata zvichikudzwa pakati pavanhu.

The wicked walk about on every side, when vileness is exalted among the children of men.