12:0 For the director of music: according to the sheminith (style); a psalm of David.
12:1 Help LORD, for the godly have gone;
For the faithful have disappeared from the sons of man.
12:2 People speak lies to one another
they flatter with their lips with double talk.
12:3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips,
the tongue boasting great things;
12:4 those who have said, “With our tongues, we will prevail; we speak want we want; who is master over us ?”
12:5 “Because of the devastation of [done to] the oppressed, because of the groaning of the needy,
Now I will arise,” says the LORD.
“I will put him in safety, for which he longs.”
12:6 The words of the LORD are pure words;
as silver tried in a furnace on the ground, refined seven times.
12:7 You, LORD will keep them;
you will protect him [each one] from this generation forever,
12:8 for the wicked walk about everywhere
as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.