Psalm 12
For the choir director: according to Sheminith.h A psalm of David.
1 Help, Lord, for no faithful one remains;
the loyal have disappeared from the human race.* i
they speak with flattering lips and deceptive hearts.j
3 May the Lord cut off all flattering lips
and the tongue that speaks boastfully.k
4 They say, “Through our tongues we have power;
our lips are our own—who can be our master?”l
5 “Because of the devastation of the needy
and the groaning of the poor,
I will now rise up,” says the Lord.
“I will provide safety for the one who longs for it.”m
6 The words of the Lord are pure words,
like silver refined in an earthen furnace,
purified seven times.n
7 You, Lord, will guard us;F
you will protect usG from this generation forever.o
8 The wicked prowlH all around,
and what is worthless is exalted by the human race.p