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CH. 12
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For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
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ÀúÈñ°¡ ÀÌ¿ô¿¡°Ô °¢±â °ÅÁþ¸»À» ¸»ÇÔÀÌ¿© ¾Æ÷ÇÏ´Â ÀÔ¼ú°ú µÎ ¸¶À½À¸·Î ¸»Çϴµµ´Ù

Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.
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May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue
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ÀúÈñ°¡ ¸»Çϱ⸦ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ Çô·Î À̱æÁö¶ó ¿ì¸® ÀÔ¼úÀº ¿ì¸® °ÍÀÌ´Ï ¿ì¸®¸¦ ÁÖ°üÇÒ ÀÚ ´©±¸¸®¿ä ÇÔÀ̷δÙ

that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips--who is our master?"
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¿©È£¿ÍÀÇ ¸»¾¸¿¡ °¡·ÃÇÑ ÀÚÀÇ ´­¸²°ú ±ÃÇÌÇÑ ÀÚÀÇ Åº½ÄÀ» ÀÎÇÏ¿© ³»°¡ ÀÌÁ¦ ÀϾ Àú¸¦ ±× ¿øÇÏ´Â ¾ÈÀü Áö´ë¿¡ µÎ¸®¶ó ÇϽõµ´Ù

"Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD. "I will protect them from those who malign them."
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And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
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O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.
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The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.