Psalm 12:1-8 RSV

[1] Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men. [2] Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. [3] May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, [4] those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?" [5] "Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place him in the safety for which he longs." [6] The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. [7] Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation. [8] On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.