Psalm 12 Revised Standard Version (RSV)

Help, Lord; for there is no longer any that is godly;
    for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men.
² Every one utters lies to his neighbor;
    with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.

³ May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,
    the tongue that makes great boasts,
⁴ those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,
    our lips are with us; who is our master?”

⁵ “Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan,
    I will now arise,” says the Lord;
    “I will place him in the safety for which he longs.”
⁶ The promises of the Lord are promises that are pure,
    silver refined in a furnace on the ground,
    purified seven times.

⁷ Do thou, O Lord, protect us,
    guard us ever from this generation.
⁸ On every side the wicked prowl,
    as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.