12:1 For the worship leader. A song of David accompanied by the lyre. Help me, O Eternal One, for I can’t find anyone who follows You. The faithful have fallen out of sight.
12:2 Everyone tells lies through sweet-talking lips and speaks from a hollow and deceptive heart.
12:3 May the Eternal silence all sweet-talking lips, stop all boasting tongues,
12:4 Of those who say, “With our words we will win; our lips are our own. Who is the master of our souls?”
12:5 “I will rise up,” says the Eternal, “because the poor are being trampled, and the needy groan for My saving help. I will lift them up to the safety they long for.”
12:6 The promises of the Eternal, they are true, they are pure— like silver refined in a furnace, purified seven times, they will be without impurity.
12:7 You, O Eternal, will be their protector. You will keep them safe from those around them forever.
12:8 All around, those who are wicked parade—proud and arrogant—and people applaud their emptiness.
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