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Psalms 12

God a helper against the treacherous.

For the Chief Musician; set to Or, the eighth the Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

¹To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

²Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men.

³Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.

⁴May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts,

⁵those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?"

⁶"Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place him in the safety for which he longs."

⁷The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.

⁸Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation. [ (Psalms 12:9) On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men. ]

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