| 12 | Psalms | Reference | |
|---|---|---|---|
| [To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David.] | Help Me O Lord!. Psalm 12(v11) | ||
| Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men. | |||
| Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. | |||
| May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, | |||
| those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?" | |||
| "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." | |||
| The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. | |||
| Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation. | |||
| On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men. | |||
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