Psalm 12 - Douy-Rheims Bible Challoner Revision

¹ The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.

² Unto the end, a psalm for David: How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? how long dost thou turn away thy face from me?

³ How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?

⁴ How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

⁵ Consider, and hear me, O Lord my God. Enlighten my eyes that I never sleep in death:

⁶ lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him. They that trouble me will rejoice when I am moved:

⁷ but I have trusted in thy mercy. My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things: yea I will sing to the name of the Lord the most high.

⁸ Unto the end, a psalm for David. The fool hath said in his heart: There is no God, They are corrupt, and are become abominable in their ways: there is none that doth good, no not one.