Psalmi 12

1 Načelniku godbe po osmini, psalm Davidov. Daj rešenje, Gospod, ker minil je dobrodelnik; ker izginili so resnični izmed sinov človeških.

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 Prazno govoré drug z drugim, s priliznenimi ustnami, z vojnim srcem govoré.

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

3 Pokončal bode Gospod vse priliznene ustne, jezik visokobesedni;

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

4 Njih, ki govoré: Našega jezika pravica bode obveljala, ustne naše so v naši oblasti, kdo bi bil nam gospod?

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

5 Od zatiranja siromakov ubozih, od vpitja revežev vstanem skoraj, govori Gospod; pomagal bodem njemu, v katerega bode pihal žarjavico krivični.

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 Besede Gospodove so čiste besede, srebro očiščeno v izbrani prsteni posodi, osnaženo sedemkrat.

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

7 Ti, Gospod, ohrani jih; vsakega izmed njih brani tega rodu na veke.

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

8 Krivični hodijo okrog povsodi, ko se povzdiguje malopridna reč med človeškimi sinovi.

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