PXII. To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David

1 Save O Jehovah now because
The godly one doth cease;
For from among the sons of men
The faithful do decrease.
2 Unto his neighbour every one
Speaks lying vanities:
They with a flattering lip do speak:
With double heart likewise.

3 Jehovah shall cut off ev'n all
The lips of flatterings,
And he shall cut off every tongue
Which boasteth of great things.
4 Which thus have said, we with our tongues
Prevailing pow'r shall get,
Are not our lips our own? for who
Lord over us is set?

5 Thus saith the Lord, for sighs of them
That want, for poor oppress'd,
I now will rise, from such as puff
At him, will give him rest.
6 Jehovah's words, pure words they be
As silver that is try'd
In earthen furnace, seven times
That hath been purify'd.

7 Thou shalt them keep, O Lord thou shalt
Preserve them ev'ry one,
For evermore in safety from
This generation.
8 The wicked men on ev'ry side
Do walk presumptuously,
When vileness by the sons of men
Exalted is on high.

Text Information
First Line: Save O Jehovah now because
Title: To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David
Publication Date: 1742
Scripture: Psalm 12
Language: English
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