psalm

A Prayer for Help[a]

12 
Help us, Lord!

There is not a good person left;

honest people can no longer be found.

All of them lie to one another;

they deceive each other with flattery.

Silence those flattering tongues, O Lord!

Close those boastful mouths that say,

“With our words we get what we want.

We will say what we wish,

and no one can stop us.”

“But now I will come,” says the Lord,

“because the needy are oppressed

and the persecuted groan in pain.

I will give them the security they long for.”

The promises of the Lord can be trusted;

they are as genuine as silver

refined seven times in the furnace.

7-8 The wicked are everywhere,

and everyone praises what is evil.

Keep us always safe, O Lord,

and preserve us from such people.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 12:1 HEBREW TITLE: A psalm by David.