Psalms of Solomon 12

1Lord, deliver my soul from a lawless and wicked man, from a lawless and whispering tongue, speaking falsehood and deceit;

2The words on the tongue of an evil man are full of twisted turns; his charm is like The words on the tongue of an evil man are full of twisted turns; his charm is like a fire kindling among a people. among a people.

3His dwelling is to fill houses with a lying tongue, to cut down trees of gladness, flaming against the lawless.

4May God throw lawless houses into turmoil in war by whispering lips; may God remove from the innocent the lips of the lawless in distress, and may the bones of whisperers be scattered away from those who fear the Lord.

5May the tongue of whisperers perish in flaming fire, away from the devout.

6May the Lord protect a quiet soul that hates the unjust, and may the Lord guide a man who makes peace in the house.

7The Lord’s salvation be upon Israel, his servant, forever.

8May the sinners perish from the presence of the Lord once for all, and may the devout of the Lord inherit the promises.