Psalms 12
12
For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
1Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth;
For the faithful fail from among the children of men.
2They speak vanity every one with his neighbour:
With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.
3The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips,
The tongue that speaketh great things:
4Who have said, with our tongue will we prevail;
Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
5For the spoiling of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
Now will I arise, saith the LORD;
I will set him in safety at whom they puff.
6The words of the LORD are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth,
Purified seven times.
7Thou shalt keep them, O LORD,
Thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8The wicked walk on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
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