Psalms 12

For the director of music. According to sheminith.
Probably a musical term
A psalm of David.

Help,  Lord, for no one is faithful any more;
those who are loyal have vanished from the human race.
Everyone lies to their neighbour;
they flatter with their lips
but harbour deception in their hearts.
May the  Lord silence all flattering lips
and every boastful tongue –
those who say,
‘By our tongues we will prevail;
our own lips will defend us – who is lord over us?’
‘Because the poor are plundered and the needy groan,
I will now arise,’ says the  Lord.
‘I will protect them from those who malign them.’
And the words of the  Lord are flawless,
like silver purified in a crucible,
like gold
Probable reading of the original Hebrew text; Masoretic Text earth
refined seven times.
You,  Lord, will keep the needy safe
and will protect us for ever from the wicked,
who freely strut about
when what is vile is honoured by the human race.
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