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Psalm 12

The Godly Are No More

For the choirmaster. According to Sheminith.1 A Psalm of David.

¹ Help, O LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.

² They lie to one another; they speak with flattering lips and a double heart.

³ May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue.

⁴ They say, “With our tongues we will prevail. We own our lips—who can be our master?”

⁵ “For the cause of the oppressed and for the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the LORD. “I will bring safety to him who yearns.”

⁶ The words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace, like gold purified sevenfold.2

⁷ You, O LORD, will keep us; You will forever guard us from this generation.

⁸ The wicked wander freely, and vileness is exalted among men.


  1. 12:0 Sheminith is probably a musical term; here and in 1 Chronicles 15:21 and Psalms 6:1. ↩︎

  2. 12:6 Probable reading; MT like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified sevenfold ↩︎