Psalms 12 / 150
- 1Help, LORD , for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
- 2Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.
- 3May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue
- 4that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips -who is our master?"
- 5"Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD . "I will protect them from those who malign them."
- 6And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
- 7O LORD , you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.
- 8The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.