Psalms 12

1 To the choirmaster on the sheminith a psalm of David. Save! O Yahweh for he has come to an end [the] faithful for they have vanished faithful [people] from [the] children of humankind.

2 Falsehood - they speak each with neighbor his a lip of flatteri with a heart and a heart they speak.

3 May he cut off Yahweh all [the] lips of flatteri a tongue [which] speaks great [things].

4 Which they say - tongues our we will make strong lips our [are] with us who? [is] master of us.

5 From [the] devastation of afflicted [people] from [the] groaning of needy [people] now I will arise he says Yahweh I will set in [the] safety [one who] he pants for it.

6 [the] words of Yahweh [are] words pure silver refined in a crucible of the earth purified sevenfold.

7 You O Yahweh you will keep them you will guard him - from the generation this for ever.

8 All around wicked [people] they walk about! when is exalted vileness by [the] children of humankind.