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The Twelfth Psalm

Salvum me fac.


HELP me, LORD, for there is not one godly man left; * for the faithful are minished from among the children of men.
 
They talk of vanity every one with his neighbour; * they do but flatter with their lips, and dissemble in their double heart.
 
The LORD shall root out all deceitful lips, * and the tongue that speaketh proud things;
 
Which have said, With our tongue will we prevail; * we are they that ought to speak; who is lord over us?

Now, for the comfortless troubles' sake of the needy, * and because of the deep sighing of the poor,
 
I will up, saith the LORD; * and will help every one from him that swelleth against him, and will set him at rest.
 
The words of the LORD are pure words; * even as the silver which from the earth is tried, and purified seven times in the fire.
 
Thou shalt keep them, O LORD; * thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
 
The ungodly walk on every side: * when they are exalted, the children of men are put to rebuke.

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