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Psalm 12:1 - New Revised Standard Version

1 Help, O Lord, for there is no longer anyone who is godly; the faithful have disappeared from humankind.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 HELP, Lord! For principled and godly people are here no more; faithfulness and the faithful vanish from among the sons of men.

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

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Common English Bible

1 Help, LORD, because the godly are all gone; the faithful have completely disappeared from the human race!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David. How long, O Lord? Will you forget me until the end? How long will you turn your face away from me?

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 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?

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Psalm 12:1
18 Tagairtí Cros  

And God saw that the earth was corrupt; for all flesh had corrupted its ways upon the earth.


but Mattithiah, Eliphelehu, Mikneiah, Obed-edom, Jeiel, and Azaziah were to lead with lyres according to the Sheminith.


Rise up, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! For you strike all my enemies on the cheek; you break the teeth of the wicked.


Save me, O God, by your name, and vindicate me by your might.


O Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger, or discipline me in your wrath.


Turn, O Lord, save my life; deliver me for the sake of your steadfast love.


Many proclaim themselves loyal, but who can find one worthy of trust?


If the Lord of hosts had not left us a few survivors, we would have been like Sodom, and become like Gomorrah.


The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; the devout are taken away, while no one understands. For the righteous are taken away from calamity,


No one brings suit justly, no one goes to law honestly; they rely on empty pleas, they speak lies, conceiving mischief and begetting iniquity.


I looked, but there was no helper; I stared, but there was no one to sustain me; so my own arm brought me victory, and my wrath sustained me.


Run to and fro through the streets of Jerusalem, look around and take note! Search its squares and see if you can find one person who acts justly and seeks truth— so that I may pardon Jerusalem.


But when he noticed the strong wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!”


And because of the increase of lawlessness, the love of many will grow cold.


And they went and woke him up, saying, “Lord, save us! We are perishing!”


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