Psalm 12
Salvum me fac
1 HELP me, Lord, for there is not one godly man left * for the faithful are minished from among the children of men,
2 They talk of vanity every one with his neighbour * they do but flatter with their lips, and dissemble in their double heart.
3 The Lord shall root out all deceitful lips * and the tongue that speaketh proud things;
4 Which have said, With our tongue will we prevail * we are they that ought to speak , who is lord over us?
5 Now for the comfortless trouble's sake of the needy * and because of the deep sighing of the poor,
6 I will up, saith the Lord * and will help every one from him that swelleth against him, and will set him at rest.
7 The words of the Lord are pure words * even as the silver, which from the earth is tried, and purified seven times in the fire.
8 Thou shalt keep them, O Lord * thou shalt preserve him from this generation for ever.
9 The ungodly walk on every side * when they are exalted, the children of men are put to rebuke.