1 For the chief music-maker on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.
2 \12:1\Send help, Lord, for mercy has come to an end; there is no more faith among the children of men.
3 \12:2\Everyone says false words to his neighbour: their tongues are smooth in their talk, and their hearts are full of deceit.
4 \12:3\The smooth lips and the tongue of pride will be cut off by the Lord.
5 \12:4\They have said, With our tongues will we overcome; our lips are ours: who is lord over us?
6 \12:5\Because of the crushing of the poor and the weeping of those in need, now will I come to his help, says the Lord; I will give him the salvation which he is desiring.
7 \12:6\The words of the Lord are true words: like silver tested by fire and burned clean seven times.
8 \12:7\You will keep them, O Lord, you will keep them safe from this generation for ever.
9 \12:8\The sinners are walking on every side, and evil is honoured among the children of men.
1 Kurtar beni, ya RAB, sadık kulun kalmadı, 2 Güvenilir insanlar yok oldu.
2 Herkes birbirine yalan söylüyor, 2 Dalkavukluk, ikiyüzlülük ediyor.
3 Sustursun RAB dalkavukların ağzını, 2 Büyüklenen dilleri.
4 Onlar ki, ‹‹Dilimizle kazanırız, 2 Dudaklarımız emrimizde, 2 Kim bize efendilik edebilir?›› derler.
5 ‹‹Şimdi kalkacağım›› diyor RAB, 2 ‹‹Çünkü mazlumlar eziliyor, 2 Yoksullar inliyor, 2 Özledikleri kurtuluşu vereceğim onlara.››
6 RABbin sözleri pak sözlerdir; 2 Toprak ocakta eritilmiş, 2 Yedi kez arıtılmış gümüşe benzer.
7 Sen onları koru, ya RAB, 2 Bu kötü kuşaktan hep uzak tut!
8 İnsanlar arasında alçaklık rağbet görünce, 2 Kötüler her yanda dolaşır oldu.