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.