Sunday, January 2, 2011

Day 2 — Psalm 12

Against a deceitful world

For the choirmaster, for the octachord, psalm of David.

Save us, Yahweh! There are no devout men left,
fidelity has vanished from mankind.
All they do is lie to one another,
flattering lips, talk from a double heart.

May Yahweh slice off every flattering lip,
each tongue so glib with boasts,
those who say, ‘In our tongues lies our strength,
our lips have the advantage, who can master us?’

‘For the plundered poor, for the needy who groan,
now will I act,’ says Yahweh.
‘I will grant them the safety they sigh for.’

The words of Yahweh are without alloy,
nature's silver coming from the earth seven times refined.
And You, Yahweh, hold us in Your keeping,
against that breed protect us always.

The wicked prowl on every side,
baseness stands high among the sons of men.

Next… Psalm 13

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