Psalm 12 | birchwood-church

Psalm 12 (Tune - Kildonan)

Help, LORD, because the godly have quite vanished, and faithful folk we can no longer see.

2 Each one tells falsehood even to his neighbour;

with flattering lips they speak deceitfully.

3 Now may the LORD cut off all lips which flatter,

and every tongue which speaks with boastful word.

4 Such people say, “We with our tongues will triumph; we own our lips—who then can be our lord?”

5 “Because the weak have suffered great oppression, and I have heard the needy’s groaning cries,

Now I will guard them from those who malign them.

To help them,” says the LORD, “I will arise.”

6 The words proceeding from the LORD are flawless,

as pure as silver which by fire is tried,

Like silver which, when molten in a furnace,

from it emerges sev’n times purified.

7 O LORD, you will preserve us safe for ever

and from this evil age keep us secure;

8 For here the wicked strut about quite freely,

and praise is giv’n to all that is impure.

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