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Psalm 12 Salvum me fac Charles Wilton (late 18th century)
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 everyone 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 trouble's sake of the needy,
and because of the deep sighing of the poor,
I will up, saith the Lord, and will help everyone
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 him from this generation for ever.
The ungodly walk on every side; when they are exalted the children of men are put to rebuke.
Glory be to the Father,
and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without end. Amen.