Ps 12
1
Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children
of men.
2
They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour; with flattering lip, and with a
double heart, do they speak.
3
May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things!
4
Who have said: 'Our tongue will we make mighty; our lips are with us: who is lord
over us?'
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 at whom they puff.'
6
The words of the LORD are pure words, as silver tried in a crucible on the earth,
refined seven times.
7
Thou wilt keep them, O LORD; Thou wilt preserve us from this generation for ever.
8
The wicked walk on every side, when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.