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12 Help, LORD! For there is not a godly man left. For the faithful have failed from among the children of men.

They speak deceitfully, everyone with his neighbor; flattering with their lips, speaking with a double heart.

The LORD cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaks proud things,

which have said, “With our tongue we will prevail. Our lips are our own. Who is lord over us?”

“Now, for the oppression of the needy, for the sighs of the poor, I will arise;” says the LORD, “and will speak their deliverance.”

The Words of the LORD are pure Words, as silver, tried in a furnace of earth; refined sevenfold.

You will keep them, O LORD. You will preserve him from this generation, forever.

The wicked walk on every side. When they are exalted, it is a shame for the sons of men. To him who excels: A Psalm of David.