^1. Psalm 12 For the director of music. According to [1] A psalm of David.

^1. Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.

^2. Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.

^3. May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue

^4. that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips [2] --who is our master?"

^5. "Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD. "I will protect them from those who malign them."

^6. And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.

^7. O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.

^8. The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.