Psalms 12

To the chief musician upon Sheminith, a psalm of David.

Help, O Lord; for the pious have ceased to be; for the truthful have failed from among the children of men. Deceptively do they speak every one with his neighbor, with flattering lips, with a double heart do they speak. May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh boastful things: Who have said, With our tongue will we be mighty; our lips are with us; who is Lord over us! Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord: I will grant safety to him for whom the other layeth a snare. The words of the Lord are pure words, as silver refined in the crucible of earth, purified seven times. Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve them; thou wilt guard them from this generation for ever. On every side do the wicked walk about, when the vile are exalted over the sons of man.
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