Psalms 12
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PSALM 12
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
To the chief Musician upon Sheminith,
A Psalm of David.
1Help, Lord, because the godly man
doth daily fade away;
And from among the sons of men
the faithful do decay.
2Unto his neighbour ev'ry one
doth utter vanity:
They with a double heart do speak,
and lips of flattery.
3God shall cut off all flatt'ring lips,
tongues that speak proudly thus,
4We'll with our tongue prevail, our lips
are ours: who's lord o'er us?
5For poor oppress'd,
and for the sighs of needy, rise will
I, Saith God, and him in safety set
from such as him defy.
6The words of God are words most pure;
they be like silver try'd
In earthen furnace, seven times
that hath been purify'd.
7Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep
for ever from this race.
8On each side walk the wicked, when
vile men are high in place.
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Psalms 12
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PSALM 12.
1Unto the end, a psalm for David.
How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? How long dost thou turn away thy face from me?
2How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?
3How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?
4Consider, and hear me, O Lord my God. Enlighten my eyes that I never sleep in death:
5lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him. They that trouble me will rejoice when I am moved:
6but I have trusted in thy mercy. My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things, yea I will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.
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