PS-12:1 To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

Help, LORD;

for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the

children of

men.

PS-12:2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: [with]

flattering lips

[and] with a double heart do they speak.

PS-12:3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, [and] the

tongue that

speaketh proud things:

PS-12:4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips

[are] our

own: who [is] lord over us?

PS-12:5 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.

PS-12:6 The words of the LORD [are] pure words: [as] silver

tried in a furnace

of earth, purified seven times.

PS-12:7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them

from this

generation for ever.

PS-12:8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are

exalted.

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