Psalms 12-13

Psalm 12

For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.
1 Help, LORD; for the godly man ceases. For the faithful fail from amongst the children of men. 2 Everyone lies to his neighbor. They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart. 3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that boasts, 4 who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail. Our lips are our own. Who is lord over us?” 5 “Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the LORD; “I will set him in safety from those who malign him.” 6 The LORD’s words are flawless words, as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times. 7 You will keep them, LORD. You will preserve them from this generation forever. 8 The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted amongst the sons of men.

Psalm 13

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
1 How long, LORD? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me? 2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart every day? How long shall my enemy triumph over me? 3 Behold, and answer me, LORD, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death; 4 lest my enemy say, “I have prevailed against him”; lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall. 5 But I trust in your loving kindness. My heart rejoices in your salvation. 6 I will sing to the LORD, because he has been good to me.

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