Psalm XII. (Book 12)
Windsor Tune.
〈♫〉〈♫〉O Lord, put to thy help-ing hand,
〈♫〉〈♫〉for now the god---ly cease:
〈♫〉〈♫〉The faith-ful peo--ple of the Land
〈♫〉〈♫〉ex-ceed--ing---ly de--crease.
[verse 2] Men generally speak vanity
unto their friends apart:
Their conf'rence slips from flatt'ring lips,
and from a double heart.
[verse 3] The lips that utter flatterings,
the Lord will cut away:
And tongues that speak presumptuous things:
for thus they boast and say,
[verse 4] We shall not fail but to prevail,
with tongue and lips most free:
They are in our peculiar power;
for who are Lords but we?
[verse 5] Now for th'oppression of the poor,
and sighs of needy souls,
I'le rise, saith God, and him secure
from scornfull foes controuls