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| | Psa 12:1 | Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
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| | Psa 12:2 | Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.
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| | Psa 12:3 | May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue
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| | Psa 12:4 | that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips --who is our master?"
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| | Psa 12:5 | "Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD. "I will protect them from those who malign them."
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| | Psa 12:6 | And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
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| | Psa 12:7 | O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.
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| | Psa 12:8 | The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.
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