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Psalm 12, (Based on the New Revised Standard Version Bible: Anglicised Edition)
Lyrics and music by Jason Silver
Help, O Lord,
For there is no longer anyone who is godly;
The faithful have disappeared.
They utter lies;
With flattering lips and a double heart
They speak.
May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,
The tongue that makes great boasts,
Those who say, "With our tongues we will prevail;
Our lips are our own who is our master?"
"Because the poor
"Since they're oppressed and the needy groan,
I will now rise up," says the Lord;
"I will place them in the safety for which they long."
Promises of the Lord are promises pure,
Like silver refined, refined seven times.
You, O Lord, will protect us;
You will guard us from this generation
Forever.
On every side the wicked prowl,
While depravity is exalted here
Among all.
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