Psalm 12

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 8,6,8,6

1    Help, Lord, because the godly man
       doth daily fade away;
     And from among the sons of men
       the faithful do decay.
2    Unto his neighbour ev'ry one
       doth utter vanity:
     They with a double heart do speak,
       and lips of flattery.

3    God shall cut off all flatt'ring lips,
       tongues that speak proudly thus,
4    We'll with our tongue prevail, our lips
       are ours: who's lord o'er us?
5    For poor oppress'd, and for the sighs
       of needy, rise will I,
     Saith God, and him in safety set
       from such as him defy.

6    The words of God are words most pure;
       they be like silver try'd
     In earthen furnace, seven times
       that hath been purify'd.
7    Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep
       for ever from this race.
8    On each side walk the wicked, when
       vile men are high in place.

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