Psalms 12

DOUAI-RHEIMS	STUTTGARTENSIA-DELITZSCH
1 Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.	1 לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַל־הַשְּׁמִינִית מִזְמֹור לְדָוִד
2 Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.	2 הֹושִׁיעָה יְהוָה כִּי־גָמַר חָסִיד כִּי־פַסּוּ אֱמוּנִים מִבְּנֵי אָדָם
3 They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.	3 שָׁוְא ׀ יְדַבְּרוּ אִישׁ אֶת־רֵעֵהוּ שְׂפַת חֲלָקֹות בְּלֵב וָלֵב יְדַבֵּרוּ
4 May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.	4 יַכְרֵת יְהוָה כָּל־שִׂפְתֵי חֲלָקֹות לָשֹׁון מְדַבֶּרֶת גְּדֹלֹות
5 Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?	5 אֲשֶׁר אָמְרוּ ׀ לִלְשֹׁנֵנוּ נַגְבִּיר שְׂפָתֵינוּ אִתָּנוּ מִי אָדֹון לָנוּ
6 By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.	6 מִשֹּׁד עֲנִיִּים מֵאַנְקַת אֶבְיֹונִים עַתָּה אָקוּם יֹאמַר יְהוָה אָשִׁית בְּיֵשַׁע יָפִיחַ לֹו
7 The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.	7 אִמֲרֹות יְהוָה אֲמָרֹות טְהֹרֹות כֶּסֶף צָרוּף בַּעֲלִיל לָאָרֶץ מְזֻקָּק שִׁבְעָתָיִם
8 Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us.: and keep us from this generation for ever.	8 אַתָּה־יְהוָה תִּשְׁמְרֵם תִּצְּרֶנּוּ ׀ מִן־הַדֹּור זוּ לְעֹולָם
9 The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.	9 סָבִיב רְשָׁעִים יִתְהַלָּכוּן כְּרֻם זֻלּוּת לִבְנֵי אָדָם