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.