Psalms Chapter 12 |
1 For the leader; on the sheminith. A psalm of David.
2Help, O Lord!
For the faithful are no more;
the loyal have vanished from among men.
3Men speak lies to one another;
their speech is smooth;
they talk with duplicity.
4May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,
every tongue that speaks arrogance.
5They say, “By our tongues we shall prevail;
with lips such as ours, who can be our master?”
6“Because of the groans of the plundered poor and needy,
I will now act,” says the Lord.
“I will give help,” He affirms to him.
7The words of the Lord are pure words,
silver purged in an earthen crucible,
8You, O Lord, will keep them,
guarding each from this age evermore.
9On every side the wicked roam
when baseness is exalted among men.