New Living Translation

Psalm 12

Psalm 12

For the choir director: A psalm of David, to be accompanied by an eight-stringed instrument.[a]

Help, O Lord, for the godly are fast disappearing!
    The faithful have vanished from the earth!
Neighbors lie to each other,
    speaking with flattering lips and deceitful hearts.
May the Lord cut off their flattering lips
    and silence their boastful tongues.
They say, “We will lie to our hearts’ content.
    Our lips are our own—who can stop us?”

The Lord replies, “I have seen violence done to the helpless,
    and I have heard the groans of the poor.
Now I will rise up to rescue them,
    as they have longed for me to do.”
The Lord’s promises are pure,
    like silver refined in a furnace,
    purified seven times over.
Therefore, Lord, we know you will protect the oppressed,
    preserving them forever from this lying generation,
even though the wicked strut about,
    and evil is praised throughout the land.

Notas al pie

  1. 12:Title Hebrew according to the sheminith.

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 12

Mmoa mpaebɔ

1Boa yɛn, Awurade! Ɛnkaa onipa pa baako mpo. Nokwafo nni hɔ bio.

Wɔn nyinaa didi wɔn ho atoro. Wɔka nsɛm a ɛyɛ dɛ de sisi wɔn ho wɔn ho.

O Awurade, ka tɛkrɛma a ɛdaadaa no nyinaa hyɛ. To ano a etu ne ho a ɛka se,

“Yɛnam yɛn nsɛm so nya nea yɛhwehwɛ. Yɛbɛka nea yɛpɛ biara, na obiara rentumi nsiw yɛn ano” no.

Nanso, Awurade ka se, “Afei, mɛba efisɛ, wɔrehaw mmɔborɔfo, na wɔn a wɔakyere wɔn no nso repene wɔ wɔn yaw mu. Mɛbɔ wɔn ho ban sɛnea wɔhwehwɛ no.”

Awurade bɔhyɛ yɛ nokware. Ɛyɛ kronn sɛ dwetɛ a wɔahoa ho mpɛn ason wɔ fononoo mu. O Awurade, bɔ yɛn ho ban daa, na kora yɛn so fi saa nnebɔneyɛfo no nsam. Efisɛ amumɔyɛfo nenam baabiara, na obiara kamfo wɔn amumɔyɛ no.