
12 - Salvum me fac

1   Help me, O Lord, for there is no godly one left; *
    for the faithful have vanished from among the children of men.

2   They speak falsely, every one with his neighbor; *
    they flatter with their lips and deceive with a double heart.

3   The Lord shall root out all deceitful lips *
    and the tongues that speak proud things,

4   Which have said, “With our tongue will we prevail; *
    our lips are our own; who is lord over us?”

5   “Now because of the trouble of the needy *
    and because of the deep sighing of the poor,

6   I will rise up,” says the Lord, *
    “and will give help to every one who longs for it.”

7   The words of the Lord are pure words, even as silver that is tried in the furnace, *
    and as gold that is purified seven times in the fire.

8   Preserve us, O Lord, and save us *
    from this perverse and evil generation.

9   The ungodly walk on every side *
    when wickedness is exalted among the children of men.
