Psalms 12

1 To him that excelleth upon the eight tune. A Psalme of Dauid. Helpe Lord, for there is not a godly man left: for the faithfull are fayled 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 speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.

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

3 The Lord cut off all flattering lippes, and the tongue that speaketh proude things:

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

4 Which haue saide, With our tongue will we preuaile: our lippes are our owne: who is Lord ouer vs?

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

5 Now for the oppression of the needy, and for the sighes of the poore, I will vp, sayeth the Lord, and will set at libertie him, whom the wicked hath snared.

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 wordes of the Lord are pure wordes, as the siluer, tried in a fornace of earth, fined seuen folde.

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

7 Thou wilt keepe them, O Lord: thou wilt preserue him from this generation for euer.

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

8 The wicked walke on euery side: when they are exalted, it is a shame for the sonnes of men.

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