Psalm 12 Poem by Parker Perrella

Help, Lord.
For all I see
Is a nation of total depravity-
Complete godlessness-
Deceptive hearts-
Lips oozing with flattery.
Oh how the Lord shall avenge
Their swelling of vanity!
To fall into the hands of this generation,
To be baited by their cruelty-
Help, Lord.
Save me.
Preserve me.
Deliver me.
Rise at the sound of your children's groaning
For you, O God, promise to set us in safety
Your word is truth and certainty,
Perfected in holy purity.
My all-sufficient helper,
The Lord, ELOHIM! *