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Al director musical. Sobre la octava.[a] Salmo de David.

12 Sálvanos, Señor, que ya no hay gente fiel;
    ya no queda gente sincera en este mundo.
No hacen sino mentirse unos a otros;
    sus labios lisonjeros hablan con doblez.

El Señor cortará todo labio lisonjero
    y toda lengua jactanciosa
que dice: «Venceremos con la lengua;
    en nuestros labios confiamos.
    ¿Quién puede dominarnos?»

Dice el Señor: «Voy ahora a levantarme,
    y pondré a salvo a los oprimidos,
pues al pobre se le oprime,
    y el necesitado se queja».

Las palabras del Señor son puras,
    son como la plata refinada,
    siete veces purificada en el crisol.

Tú, Señor, nos protegerás;
    tú siempre nos defenderás de esta gente,
aun cuando los malvados sigan merodeando,
    y la maldad sea exaltada en este mundo.

Footnotes

  1. 12 Tít. Sobre la octava. Lit. Sobre sheminit.

The Faithful Have Vanished

To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.[a] A Psalm of David.

12 Save, O Lord, for (A)the godly one is gone;
    for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man.
Everyone (B)utters lies to his neighbor;
    with (C)flattering lips and (D)a double heart they speak.

May the Lord cut off all (E)flattering lips,
    the tongue that makes (F)great boasts,
those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,
    our lips are with us; who is master over us?”

“Because (G)the poor are plundered, because the needy groan,
    (H)I will now arise,” says the Lord;
    “I will place him in the (I)safety for which he longs.”
(J)The words of the Lord are pure words,
    like silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
    purified seven times.

You, O Lord, will keep them;
    you will guard us[b] from this generation forever.
On every side the wicked prowl,
    as vileness is exalted among the children of man.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 12:1 Probably a musical or liturgical term
  2. Psalm 12:7 Or guard him

Man’s Treachery and God’s Constancy

To the Chief Musician. (A)On [a]an eight-stringed harp. A Psalm of David.

12 Help,[b] Lord, for the godly man (B)ceases!
For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
(C)They speak idly everyone with his neighbor;
With flattering lips and [c]a double heart they speak.

May the Lord [d]cut off all flattering lips,
And the tongue that speaks [e]proud things,
Who have said,
“With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own;
Who is lord over us?”

“For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
Now I will arise,” says the Lord;
“I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.”

The words of the Lord are (D)pure words,
Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,
Purified seven times.
You shall keep them, O Lord,
You shall preserve them from this generation forever.

The wicked prowl on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 12:1 Heb. sheminith
  2. Psalm 12:1 Save
  3. Psalm 12:2 An inconsistent mind
  4. Psalm 12:3 destroy
  5. Psalm 12:3 great