12:2 \12:1\To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men.
12:3 \12:2\Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
12:4 \12:3\May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts,
12:5 \12:4\those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?"
12:6 \12:5\"Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place him in the safety for which he longs."
12:7 \12:6\The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.
12:8 \12:7\Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation.
12:9 \12:8\On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
