Psalm 12:1-8 CSB

[1] Help, LORD, for no faithful one remains; the loyal have disappeared from the human race. [2] They lie to one another; they speak with flattering lips and deceptive hearts. [3] May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and the tongue that speaks boastfully. [4] They say, "Through our tongues we have power; our lips are our own-who can be our master?" [5] "Because of the devastation of the needy and the groaning of the poor, I will now rise up," says the LORD. "I will provide safety for the one who longs for it." [6] The words of the LORD are pure words, like silver refined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times. [7] You, LORD, will guard us; you will protect us from this generation forever. [8] The wicked prowl all around, and what is worthless is exalted by the human race.