Psalm 12

The Faithful Have Vanished

12To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.¹ A Psalm of David.

¹Save, O Lord, for ^mthe godly one is gone;

for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man.

²Everyone ⁿutters lies to his neighbor;

with ^oflattering lips and ^pa double heart they speak.

³May the Lord cut off all ^oflattering lips,

the tongue that makes ^qgreat boasts,

⁴those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,

our lips are with us; who is master over us?”

⁵“Because ^rthe poor are plundered, because the needy groan,

^sI will now arise,” says the Lord;

“I will place him in the ^tsafety for which he longs.”

^6uThe words of the Lord are pure words,

like silver refined in a furnace on the ground,

purified seven times.

⁷You, O Lord, will keep them;

you will guard us² from this generation forever.

⁸On every side the wicked prowl,

as vileness is exalted among the children of man.