Psalms 12
1Help, Yahweh, for the godly have disappeared; 1 the faithful have vanished. 1
2Everyone says empty words to his neighbor; 1 everyone speaks with flattering lips and a double heart. 1
3Yahweh, cut off all flattering lips, 1 every tongue declaring great things. 1
4These are those who have said, “With our tongues will we prevail. 1 When our lips speak, who can be master over us?” 1
5“Because of violence against the poor, because of the groans of the needy, 1 I will arise,” says Yahweh. 1 “I will provide the safety for which they long.” 1
6The words of Yahweh are pure words, 1 like silver purified in a furnace on the earth, 1 refined seven times. 1
7You are Yahweh! You keep them. 1 You preserve the godly people from this wicked generation and forever. 1
8The wicked walk on every side 1 when evil is exalted among the children of mankind.