12:1 Help, Jehovah; For the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men.
12:1 {For the choir director; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.} Help, LORD, for the godly man ceases to be, For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.

12:2 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbor: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.
12:2 They speak falsehood to one another; With flattering lips and with a double heart they speak.

12:3 Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaketh great things;
12:3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaks great things;

12:4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: Who is lord over us?
12:4 Who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?"

12:5 Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for.
12:5 "Because of the devastation of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the needy, Now I will arise," says the LORD; "I will set him in the safety for which he longs."

12:6 The words of Jehovah are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times.
12:6 The words of the LORD are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

12:7 Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, Thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.
12:7 Thou, O LORD, wilt keep them; Thou wilt preserve him from this generation forever.

12:8 The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.
12:8 The wicked strut about on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.