23 October 2021

Thomas Eglinton

Psalm 12

12 Help,[b] Lord, for the godly man ceases!
For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
2
They speak idly everyone with his neighbor;
With flattering lips and [c]a double heart they speak.

3
May the Lord [d]cut off all flattering lips,
And the tongue that speaks [e]proud things,
4
Who have said,
“With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own;
Who is lord over us?”

5
“For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
Now I will arise,” says the Lord;
“I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.”

6
The words of the Lord are pure words,
Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,
Purified seven times.
7
You shall keep them, O Lord,
You shall preserve them from this generation forever.

8
The wicked prowl on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.