Psalm 12 | English Standard Version Nueva Versión Internacional

Psalm 12 | English Standard Version

The Faithful Have Vanished

1 To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.* A Psalm of David. Save, O Lord, for the godly one is gone; for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man. 2 Everyone utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. 3 May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, 4 those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is master over us?” 5 “Because the poor are plundered, because the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord; “I will place him in the safety for which he longs.” 6 The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. 7 You, O Lord, will keep them; you will guard us* from this generation forever. 8 On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the children of man.

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1 Sálvanos, Señor, que ya no hay gente fiel; ya no queda gente sincera en este mundo. 2 No hacen sino mentirse unos a otros; sus labios lisonjeros hablan con doblez. 3 El Señor cortará todo labio lisonjero y toda lengua jactanciosa 4 que dice: «Venceremos con la lengua; en nuestros labios confiamos. ¿Quién puede dominarnos a nosotros?» 5 Dice el Señor: «Voy ahora a levantarme, y pondré a salvo a los oprimidos, pues al pobre se le oprime, y el necesitado se queja.» 6 Las palabras del Señor son puras, son como la plata refinada, siete veces purificada en el crisol. 7 Tú, Señor, nos protegerás; tú siempre nos defenderás de esta gente, 8 aun cuando los malvados sigan merodeando, y la maldad sea exaltada en este mundo.