Psalms 12
1Help, LORD, for the holy man ceases, for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.
2They speak falsehood everyone with his neighbor. With flattering lip, and with a double heart, they speak.
3LORD will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaks 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 I will arise, says LORD. I will set him in the safety he gasps for.
6The words of LORD are pure words, as silver tried in a furnace on the earth, purified seven times.
7Thou will keep them, O LORD. Thou will preserve them from this generation forever.
8The wicked walk on every side when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.