Psalm 12, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION
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1

Help, LORD, for the godly are no more;
the faithful have vanished from among men.
 

2

Everyone lies to his neighbour;
their flattering lips speak with deception.
 

3

May the LORD cut off all flattering lips
and every boastful tongue
 

4

that says, “We will triumph with our tongues;
we own our lips — who is our master?”
 

5

“Because of the oppression of the weak
and the groaning of the needy,
I will now arise,” says the LORD.
“I will protect them from those who malign them.”
 

6

And the words of the LORD are flawless,
like silver refined in a furnace of clay,
purified seven times.
 

7

O LORD, you will keep us safe
and protect us from such people forever.
 

8

The wicked freely strut about
when what is vile is honoured among men.