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Psalms 12

For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David.

1 Help(1), Lord, for the godly are no more;
     the faithful have vanished from among men.
2 Everyone lies to his neighbor;
     their flattering lips speak with deception.

3 May the Lord cut off all flattering lips
     and every boastful tongue
4 that says, "We will triumph with our tongues;
     we own our lips(2)--who is our master?"

5 "Because of the oppression of the weak
     and the groaning of the needy,
I will now arise," says the Lord.
     "I will protect them from those who malign them."
6 And the words of the Lord are flawless,
     like silver refined in a furnace of clay,
     purified seven times.

7 O Lord, you will keep us safe
     and protect us from such people forever.
8 The wicked freely strut about
     when what is vile is honored among men.