Psalm 12 Man’s Treachery and God’s Constancy To the Chief Musician. On [F]An Eight-Stringed Harp. A Psalm of David. 12 1Help, [G]Lord, for the godly man ceases! For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men. 2They speak idly everyone with his neighbor; With flattering lips and [H]a double heart they speak. 3May the Lord [I]cut off all flattering lips, And the tongue that speaks [J]proud things, 4Who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own; Who is lord over us?” 5“For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise,” says the Lord; “I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.” 6The words of the Lord are pure words, Like silver tried in a furnace of earth, Purified seven times. 7You shall keep them, O Lord, You shall preserve them from this generation forever. 8The wicked prowl on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
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