12:1 {To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.} Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.
12:1 To the Chief Musician. On an eight-stringed harp. A Psalm of David. Help, LORD, for the godly man ceases! For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.

12:2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: [with] flattering lips [and] with a double heart do they speak.
12:2 They speak idly everyone with his neighbor; With flattering lips and a double heart they speak.

12:3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, [and] the tongue that speaketh proud things:
12:3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, And the tongue that speaks proud things,

12:4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips [are] our own: who [is] lord over us?
12:4 Who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own; Who is lord over us?"

12:5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set [him] in safety [from him that] puffeth at him.
12:5 "For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise," says the LORD; "I will set him in the safety for which he yearns."

12:6 The words of the LORD [are] pure words: [as] silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
12:6 The words of the LORD are pure words, Like silver tried in a furnace of earth, Purified seven times.

12:7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
12:7 You shall keep them, O LORD, You shall preserve them from this generation forever.

12:8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.
12:8 The wicked prowl on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.