Psalms 12

1Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

1Unto the end, a psalm for David. How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? how long dost thou turn away thy face from me?

2They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.

2How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?

3Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things;

3How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

4Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?

4Consider, and hear me, O Lord, my God. Enlighten my eyes, that I never sleep in death:

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.

5Lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him. They that trouble me, will rejoice when I am moved:

6The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times.

6But I have trusted in thy mercy. My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things: yea, I will sing to the name of the Lord, the most high.

7Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

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8The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

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