Psalm 12
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For the choirmaster. According to Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, O LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men. Begin Abide·
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They lie to one another; they speak with flattering lips and a double heart. Begin Abide·
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May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue. Begin Abide·
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They say, “With our tongues we will prevail. We own our lips—who can be our master?” Begin Abide·
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“For the cause of the oppressed and for the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the LORD. “I will bring safety to him who yearns.” Begin Abide·
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The words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace, like gold purified sevenfold. Begin Abide·
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You, O LORD, will keep us; You will forever guard us from this generation. Begin Abide·
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The wicked wander freely, and vileness is exalted among men. Begin Abide·