Psalm 12

Help, LORD, for the godly man ceases to be;
For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
They speak falsehood to one another;
With flattering lips and with a double heart they speak.

May the LORD cut off all flattering lips,
The tongue that speaks great things;
Who have said, “With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?”

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.”
The words of the LORD are pure words;
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

Thou, O LORD, wilt keep them;
Thou wilt preserve him from this generation forever.
The wicked strut about on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

~Psalm 12 (NASB 1977)