| | Louis Segond | King James | American std |
| 1 | (12 :1) Au chef des chantres. Sur la harpe à huit cordes. Psaume de David. (12 :2) Sauve, Éternel ! car les hommes pieux s'en vont, Les fidèles disparaissent parmi les fils de l'homme. | Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men. | Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men. |
| 2 | (12 :3) On se dit des faussetés les uns aux autres, On a sur les lèvres des choses flatteuses, On parle avec un coeur double. | They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak. | They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak. |
| 3 | (12 :4) Que l'Éternel extermine toutes les lèvres flatteuses, La langue qui discourt avec arrogance, | The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things: | Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things; |
| 4 | (12 :5) Ceux qui disent : Nous sommes puissants par notre langue, Nous avons nos lèvres avec nous ; Qui serait notre maître ? - | Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us? | Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: who is lord over us? |
| 5 | (12 :6) Parce que les malheureux sont opprimés et que les pauvres gémissent, Maintenant, dit l'Éternel, je me lève, J'apporte le salut à ceux contre qui l'on souffle. | 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. | Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for. |
| 6 | (12 :7) Les paroles de l'Éternel sont des paroles pures, Un argent éprouvé sur terre au creuset, Et sept fois épuré. | The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times. | The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times. |
| 7 | (12 :8) Toi, Éternel ! tu les garderas, Tu les préserveras de cette race à jamais. | Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever. | Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever. |
| 8 | (12 :9) Les méchants se promènent de toutes parts, Quand la bassesse règne parmi les fils de l'homme. | The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted. | The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men. Psalm 13 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. |
