Psalms 12

1 To the chief Musician. Upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Save, Jehovah, for the godly man is gone; for the faithful have failed from among the children of men.

Help, Jehovah, for the holy man ceases, for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.

2 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour: [with] flattering lip, with a double heart, do they speak.

They speak falsehood everyone with his neighbor. With flattering lip, and with a double heart, they speak.

3 Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things,

Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaks great things,

4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail, our lips are our own: who [is] lord over us?

who have said, With our tongue will we prevail. Our lips are our own. Who is lord over us?

5 Because of the oppression of the afflicted, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith Jehovah, I will set [him] in safety, at whom they puff.

Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, now I will arise, says Jehovah. I will set him in the safety he gasps for.

6 The words of Jehovah are pure words, silver tried in the furnace of earth, purified seven times.

The words of Jehovah are pure words, as silver tried in a furnace on the earth, purified seven times.

7 Thou, Jehovah, wilt keep them, thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.

Thou will keep them, O Jehovah. Thou will preserve them from this generation forever.

8 The wicked walk about on every side, when vileness is exalted among the children of men.

The wicked walk on every side when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.