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\c 12
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\d For the chief musician; set to the Sheminith. A psalm of David.
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\q
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\v 1 Help, Yahweh, for the godly have disappeared;
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\q the faithful have vanished.
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\q
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\v 2 Everyone says empty words to his neighbor;
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\q everyone speaks with flattering lips and a double heart.
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\q
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\v 3 Yahweh, cut off all flattering lips,
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\q every tongue declaring great things.
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\q
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\v 4 These are those who have said, "With our tongues will we prevail.
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\q When our lips speak, who can be master over us?"
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\q
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\v 5 "Because of violence against the poor, because of the groans of the needy,
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\q I will arise," says Yahweh.
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\q "I will provide the safety for which they long."
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\q
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\v 6 The words of Yahweh are pure words,
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\q like silver purified in a furnace on the earth,
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\q refined seven times.
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\q
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\v 7 You are Yahweh! You keep them.
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\q You preserve the godly people from this wicked generation and forever.
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\q
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\v 8 The wicked walk on every side
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\q when evil is exalted among the children of mankind.
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