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Psalms 12

1 Quick, God, I need your helping hand! The last decent person just went down, All the friends I depended on gone.

2 Everyone talks in lie language; Lies slide off their oily lips. They doubletalk with forked tongues.

3 Slice their lips off their faces! Pull The braggart tongues from their mouths!

4 I'm tired of hearing, "We can talk anyone into anything! Our lips manage the world."

5 Into the hovels of the poor, Into the dark streets where the homeless groan, God speaks: "I've had enough; I'm on my way To heal the ache in the heart of the wretched."

6 God's words are pure words, Pure silver words refined seven times In the fires of his word-kiln, Pure on earth as well as in heaven.

7 God, keep us safe from their lies, From the wicked who stalk us with lies,

8 From the wicked who collect honors For their wonderful lies.

Psalms 13

1 Long enough, God - you've ignored me long enough. I've looked at the back of your head

2 Long enough I've carried this ton of trouble, lived with a stomach full of pain. Long enough my arrogant enemies have looked down their noses at me.

3 Take a good look at me, God, my God; I want to look life in the eye,

4 So no enemy can get the best of me or laugh when I fall on my face.

5 I've thrown myself headlong into your arms - I'm celebrating your rescue.

6 I'm singing at the top of my lungs, I'm so full of answered prayers.

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