Page 22 - Your Extravagant Kindness
P. 22
Psalm 12
Holy One, save us.
There is no faith.
Who cares about loyalty?
Lies are offered to neighbours,
lips shape flattering comments
while the heart harbours deception.
Holy One, still these flattering lips;
silence this boastful tongue.
Silence the conceit that says:
“My speech is most compelling,
my argument will justify me –
who is better than me?”
“I will arise now,”
the Holy One says,
“I hear the groans of those in need,
I see how those who are poor are being robbed.
I will protect those who are being abused.”
The words of the Holy One are pure,
like silver purified in fire
like silver which has been refined seven times over.
Holy One, protect us,
completely encircle wickedness;
too often we humans value hateful things above all else.
