Psalm 12
Plea for Help in Evil Times
To the leader: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
1
Help, O L
ord, for there is no longer anyone who is godly;
the faithful have disappeared from humankind.
2
They utter lies to each other;
with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
3
May the L
ord cut off all flattering lips,
the tongue that makes great boasts,
4
those who say, “With our tongues we will prevail;
our lips are our own—who is our master?”
5
“Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan,
I will now rise up,” says the L
ord;
“I will place them in the safety for which they long.”
6
The promises of the L
ord are promises that are pure,
silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
purified seven times.
7
You, O L
ord, will protect us;
you will guard us from this generation forever.
8
On every side the wicked prowl,
as vileness is exalted among humankind.