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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Psalm 12
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1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David. How long, O Lord? Will you forget me until the end? How long will you turn your face away from me?
2 How long can I take counsel in my soul, sorrowing in my heart throughout the day?
3 How long will my enemy be exalted over me?
4 Look upon me and listen to me, O Lord my God. Enlighten my eyes, lest I fall asleep forever in death,
5 lest at any time my enemy may say, "I have prevailed against him." Those who trouble me will exult, if I have been disturbed.
6 But I have hoped in your mercy. My heart will exult in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, who assigns good things to me. And I will sing psalms to the name of the Lord Most High.
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