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Chapter 12
Psal LITV 12:1  To the chief musician, on eight. A Psalm of David. Help, O Jehovah, for the saint ceases to be; for the faithful fail from among the sons of men.
Psal LITV 12:2  They speak vanity, each man with his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
Psal LITV 12:3  Jehovah shall cut off all with flattering lips and the tongue that speaks great things;
Psal LITV 12:4  Who say, We shall be strong by our tongue; our lips are our own; who is lord over us?
Psal LITV 12:5  For the pain of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, I will now rise up, says Jehovah; I will set in safety; he pants for it.
Psal LITV 12:6  The words of Jehovah are pure words, like silver refined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times.
Psal LITV 12:7  You shall keep them, O Jehovah; You shall preserve them from this generation forever.
Psal LITV 12:8  The wicked walk around on every side, when vileness is exalted by the sons of men.