Psalm 11 [MT 12]

1

[For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth.]

Εἰς τὸ τέλος, ὑπὲρ τῆς ὀγδόης· ψαλμὸς τῷ Δαυΐδ. -

2

Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.

ΣΩΣΟΝ με, Κύριε, ὅτι ἐκλέλοιπεν ὅσιος, ὅτι ὠλιγώθησαν αἱ ἀλήθειαι ἀπὸ τῶν υἱῶν τῶν ἀνθρώπων.

3

Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbour: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.

μάταια ἐλάλησεν ἕκαστος πρὸς τὸν πλησίον αὐτοῦ, χείλη δόλια ἐν καρδίᾳ, καὶ ἐν καρδίᾳ ἐλάλησε κακά.

4

Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:

ἐξολοθρεύσαι Κύριος πάντα τὰ χείλη τὰ δόλια καὶ γλῶσσαν μεγαλοῤῥήμονα.

5

who have said, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of us?

τοὺς εἰπόντας· τὴν γλῶσσαν ἡμῶν μεγαλυνοῦμεν, τὰ χείλη ἡμῶν παρ᾿ ἡμῖν ἐστι· τίς ἡμῶν Κύριός ἐστιν;

6

Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord, I will set [them] in safety; I will speak [to them] thereof openly.

ἀπὸ τῆς ταλαιπωρίας τῶν πτωχῶν καὶ ἀπὸ τοῦ στεναγμοῦ τῶν πενήτων, νῦν ἀναστήσομαι, λέγει Κύριος· θήσομαι ἐν σωτηρίῳ, παῤῥησιάσομαι ἐν αὐτῷ.

7

The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved [in] a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

τὰ λόγια Κυρίου λόγια ἁγνά, ἀργύριον πεπυρωμένον, δοκίμιον τῇ γῇ κεκαθαρισμένον ἑπταπλασίως.

8

Thou, O Lord, shalt keep us, and shalt preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.

σύ, Κύριε, φυλάξαις ἡμᾶς καὶ διατηρήσαις ἡμᾶς ἀπὸ τῆς γενεᾶς ταύτης καὶ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα.

9

The ungodly walk around: according to thy greatness thou hast greatly exalted the sons of men.

κύκλῳ οἱ ἀσεβεῖς περιπατοῦσι· κατὰ τὸ ὕψος σου ἐπολυώρησας τοὺς υἱοὺς τῶν ἀνθρώπων.