Psalms 12

1 Help, LORD, for the holy man ceases, for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.

2 They speak falsehood everyone with his neighbor. With flattering lip, and with a double heart, they speak.

3 LORD will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaks great things,

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

5 Because 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.

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

7 Thou will keep them, O LORD. Thou will preserve them from this generation forever.

8 The wicked walk on every side when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.