12:1 To the chief Musician upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail
from among the children of men.
12:2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbor: [with]
flattering lips [and] with a double heart do they speak.
12:3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, [and] the
tongue that speaketh proud things:
12:4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips
[are] our own: who [is] lord over us?
12:5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the
needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set [him] in
safety [from him that] puffeth at him.
12:6 The words of the LORD [are] pure words: [as] silver tried
in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
12:7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from
this generation for ever.
12:8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are