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, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 They speake deceitfully euery one with his neighbour, flattering with their lips, and speake with a double heart.

They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

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

The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud 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.

For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.

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

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

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

Thou shalt keep them, O Lord, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

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 the vilest men are exalted.