12:1 in finem pro octava psalmus David

12:1 Unto the end: for the octave, a psalm for David.

12:2 salvum me fac Domine quoniam defecit sanctus quoniam deminutae sunt veritates a filiis hominum

12:2 Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

12:3 vana locuti sunt unusquisque ad proximum suum labia dolosa in corde et corde locuti sunt

12:3 They have spoken vain things, every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

12:4 disperdat Dominus universa labia dolosa linguam magniloquam

12:4 May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

12:5 qui dixerunt linguam nostram magnificabimus labia nostra a nobis sunt quis noster dominus est

12:5 Who have said: We will magnify our tongue: our lips are our own: who is Lord over us?

12:6 propter miseriam inopum et gemitum pauperum nunc exsurgam dicit Dominus ponam in salutari fiducialiter agam in eo

12:6 By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I will set him in safety: I will deal confidently in his regard.

12:7 eloquia Domini eloquia casta argentum igne examinatum probatum terrae purgatum septuplum

12:7 The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.

12:8 tu Domine servabis nos et custodies nos a generatione hac et in aeternum

12:8 Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

12:9 in circuitu impii ambulant secundum altitudinem tuam multiplicasti filios hominum

12:9 The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou hast multiplied the children of men.