Psalmi 12

NOVA VULGATA	Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition
1 Magistro chori. Super octavam. Psalmus. David.	1 To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men.
2 Salvum me fac, Domine, quoniam defecit sanctus, quoniam deminuti sunt fideles a filiis hominum.	2 Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
3 Vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum; in labiis dolosis, in duplici corde locuti sunt.	3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts,
4 Disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa et linguam magniloquam.	4 those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?"
5 Qui dixerunt: “ Lingua nostra magnificabimur, labia nostra a nobis sunt; quis noster dominus est? ”.	5 "Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place him in the safety for which he longs."
6 “ Propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum, nunc exsurgam, dicit Dominus; ponam in salutari illum, quem despiciunt ”.	6 The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.
7 Eloquia Domini eloquia casta, argentum igne examinatum, separatum a terra, purgatum septuplum.	7 Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation.
8 Tu, Domine, servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac in aeternum. In circuitu impii ambulant, cum exaltantur sordes inter filios hominum.	8 On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.