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Salmos 12 — Bíblia The Message, 2002 | Gospelmais
8 versículos · The Message, 2002
1A David psalmQuick, God, I need your helping hand!The last decent person just went down,All the friends I depended on gone.
2Everyone talks in lie language;Lies slide off their oily lips.They doubletalk with forked tongues.
3Slice their lips off their faces! PullThe braggart tongues from their mouths!
4I'm tired of hearing, "We can talk anyone into anything!Our lips manage the world."
5Into the hovels of the poor,Into the dark streets where the homeless groan, God speaks:"I've had enough; I'm on my wayTo heal the ache in the heart of the wretched."
6God's words are pure words,Pure silver words refined seven timesIn the fires of his word-kiln,Pure on earth as well as in heaven.
7God, keep us safe from their lies,From the wicked who stalk us with lies,
8From the wicked who collect honorsFor their wonderful lies.