Psalm 12/Text/CBC

For the director. On the eight-toned scale. A psalm by David.

Help, YHWH! For the loyal one has disappeared;

for faithful ones have vanished from among humanity.

They speak falsehood, each with his neighbor;

with flattering lips, with duplicity they speak.

May YHWH exterminate all flattering lips,

(every) tongue speaking great things,

(all) who have said, “We will empower our tongues;

Our lips are under our control; Who is our master?”

“Because afflicted ones are devastated, because poor ones groan,

now I will rise up,” says YHWH.

“I will place in safety the one for whom someone sets traps.”

YHWH’s words are pure words,

silver refined in a furnace on the ground,

purified seven times over.

You, YHWH, will guard them;

You will protect him from the generation which is forever.

Wicked ones roam around

when vileness is esteemed among humanity.