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Psalm
12

To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A
Psalm of David.

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

2
They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a
double heart do they speak.

3
The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud
things:

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

5
For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise,
saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.

6
The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth,
purified seven times.

7
Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for
ever.

8
The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.