Psalms 12

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PSALM XII.
David’s dule for the dearth o’ honest folk; bot the Lord will saif his ain frae lies an’ jeerin.
Till the sang-maister on Sheminith:#Headin o’ Psalm 6: Headins, & c. ane heigh-lilt o’ David’s.
1Saif us, Lord, for the gude man gangs;#Isaiah 57:1; Micah 7:2 for leal folk dwinnle ’mang the bairns o’ yird.
2Fauset s they crack, ilk man till his niebor;#Ps 10:7 wi’ fraisin gabs, an’ wi’ twasome hearts, they clash an’ claiver.#Ps 28:3; Jer 9:8
3The Lord sal sned aff a’ fraisin lips, an’ the tongue that cracks sae unco crousely:#12:3 Heb. grit things.#1 Sam 2:3; Dan 7:8
4Wha say, Wi’ our tongue we sal maister a’; our lips are our ain,#12:4 Heb. belang us. wha’s laird owre us?
5For the tholin o’ the feckless, for the sighan o’ the puir, now maun I up, quo’ the Lord: I sal steek them baith lown, frae him that wad jeer#12:5 or, fank. at ane o’ them.#Ps 10:5
6The words o’ the Lord are weel-dight words: siller dight in a kiln o’ clay; seven times dightit.#2 Sam 22:31; Ps 18:30; 119:140; Prov 30:5
7Yerlane, O Lord, sal waird them weel, for evir an’ ay, frae the folk o’ this kith-gettin.
8On ilka han’ ill-doers gang, whan the draigs o’ yird are bunemaist.

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