[1] For the chief music-maker on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David. [2]
\12:1\Send help, Lord, for mercy has come to an end; there is no more faith
among the children of men. [3] \12:2\Everyone says false words to his
neighbour: their tongues are smooth in their talk, and their hearts are
full of deceit. [4] \12:3\The smooth lips and the tongue of pride will be
cut off by the Lord. [5] \12:4\They have said, With our tongues will we
overcome; our lips are ours: who is lord over us? [6] \12:5\Because of the
crushing of the poor and the weeping of those in need, now will I come to
his help, says the Lord; I will give him the salvation which he is
desiring. [7] \12:6\The words of the Lord are true words: like silver
tested by fire and burned clean seven times. [8] \12:7\You will keep them,
O Lord, you will keep them safe from this generation for ever. [9]
\12:8\The sinners are walking on every side, and evil is honoured among the
children of men.