21 lines
818 B
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21 lines
818 B
Markdown
# Chapter 12
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1 Help, Lord, for the godly man ceases!
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For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
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2 They speak idly everyone with his neighbor;
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With flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
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3 May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,
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And the tongue that speaks proud things,
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4 Who have said,
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“With our tongue we will prevail;
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Our lips are our own;
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Who is lord over us?”
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5 “For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
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Now I will arise,” says the Lord;
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“I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.”
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6 The words of the Lord are pure words,
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Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,
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Purified seven times.
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7 You shall keep them, O Lord,
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You shall preserve them from this generation forever.
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8 The wicked prowl on every side,
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When vileness is exalted among the sons of men. |