| 12:1 |
Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men. |
| 12:2 |
Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception. |
| 12:3 |
May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue |
| 12:4 |
that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips--who is our master?" |
| 12:5 |
"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." |
| 12:6 |
And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times. |
| 12:7 |
O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever. |
| 12:8 |
The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men. |
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