PSALM 12 [220.127.116.11] Sing Psalms
Recommended Tunes: 304 Kildonan, 308 Psalm 12
1 Help, LORD, because the godly have quite vanished,
and faithful folk we can no longer see.
2 Each one tells falsehood even to his neighbour;
with flattering lips they speak deceitfully.
3 Now may the LORD cut off all lips which flatter,
and every tongue which speaks with boastful word.
4 Such people say, “We with our tongues will triumph;
we own our lips—who then can be our lord?”
5 “Because the weak have suffered great oppression,
and I have heard the needy’s groaning cries,
Now I will guard them from those who malign them.
To help them,” says the LORD, “I will arise.”
6 The words proceeding from the LORD are flawless,
as pure as silver which by fire is tried,
Like silver which, when molten in a furnace,
from it emerges sev’n times purified.
7 O LORD, you will preserve us safe for ever
and from this evil age keep us secure;
8 For here the wicked strut about quite freely,
and praise is giv’n to all that is impure.