To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.
1 Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth;
For the faithful fail from among the children of men.
Bwana, uokoe, maana mcha Mungu amekoma, Maana waaminifu wametoweka katika wanadamu.
2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour:
With flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.
Husemezana yasiyofaa kila mtu na mwenziwe, Wenye midomo ya kujipendekeza; Husemezana kwa mioyo ya unafiki;
3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips,
And the tongue that speaketh proud things:
Bwana ataikata midomo yote ya kujipendekeza, Nao ulimi unenao maneno ya kiburi;
4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;
Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
Waliosema, Kwa ndimi zetu tutashinda; Midomo yetu ni yetu wenyewe, Ni nani aliye bwana juu yetu?
5 For the oppression of the poor,
For the sighing of the needy,
Now will I arise, saith the LORD;
I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.
Kwa ajili ya kuonewa kwao wanyonge, Kwa ajili ya kuugua kwao wahitaji, Sasa nitasimama, asema Bwana, Nitamweka salama yeye wanayemfyonya.
6 The words of the LORD are pure words:
As silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
Maneno ya Bwana ni maneno safi, Ni fedha iliyojaribiwa kalibuni juu ya nchi; Iliyosafishwa mara saba.
7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD,
Thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
Wewe, Bwana, ndiwe utakayetuhifadhi, Utatulinda na kizazi hiki milele.
8 The wicked walk on every side,
When the vilest men are exalted.
Wasio haki hutembea pande zote, Ufisadi ukitukuka kati ya wanadamu.
