Psalms 12 To the Director: On an eight stringed harp. A Davidic Psalm.Human and Divine Words Contrasted Help, LORD, for godly people no longer exist; trustworthy people have disappeared from humanity.

ISV⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ To the Director: On an eight stringed harp. A Davidic Psalm.
Human and Divine Words Contrasted Help, LORD, for godly people no longer exist; trustworthy people have disappeared from humanity. ² Everyone speaks lies to his neighbor; they speak with flattering lips and hidden motives. ³ The LORD will cut off all slippery lips, and the tongue that boasts great things, ⁴ those who say, “By our tongues we will prevail; our lips belong to us. Who is master over us?” ⁵ “Because the poor are being oppressed, because the needy are sighing, I will now arise,” says the LORD, “I will establish in safety those who yearn for it.” ⁶ The words of the LORD are pure, like silver refined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times over. ⁷ You, LORD, will keep them safe, you will guard them from this generation forever. ⁸ The wicked, however, keep walking around, exalting the vileness of human beings.