Psalm 12

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

12 ¹Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth;

For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

²They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor:

With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.

³Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips,

The tongue that speaketh great things;

⁴Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;

Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?

⁵Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy,

Now will I arise, saith Jehovah;

I will set him in the safety he panteth for.

⁶The words of Jehovah are pure words;

As silver tried in a furnace on the earth,

Purified seven times.

⁷Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah,

Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

⁸The wicked walk on every side,

When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.