David, King of Israel


Psalm 12 - Poem by David, King of Israel

1 Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth;
for the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour:
with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips,
and the tongue that speaketh proud things:

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

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.

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

7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD,
thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

8 The wicked walk on every side,
when the vilest men are exalted.

(KJV)

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 2, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, April 2, 2012


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