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Emotional Meditation—By Micah Siemens

Psalm 12 doesn’t waste time. “Help, Lord, for no one is faithful anymore; those who are loyal have vanished from the human race.” That’s David’s opening line. And honestly? It sounds like something we’d say scrolling through headlines today. Faithfulness extinct. Truth rare. Loyalty evaporated.

What’s left in that vacuum? Words. But not life-giving ones. David says people “lie to one another; they flatter with their lips but harbor deception in their hearts.” This is language as poison, words twisted to manipulate, to flatter, to puff up while stabbing behind the back.

Then comes a fierce wish: “May the Lord silence all flattering lips and every boastful tongue—those who say, ‘By our tongues we will prevail; our own lips will defend us—who is lord over us?’” That line stings. It’s arrogance in pure form: the belief that words themselves are weapons sharp enough to make us invincible.

And yet, into that mess, God speaks. “Because the poor are plundered and the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord. “I will protect them from those who malign them.” Notice—God’s concern isn’t just abstract truth. It’s the crushed, the groaning, the people bent under lies. His justice rises for the sake of those suffering under manipulative power.

Then the contrast lands like a thunderclap: “And the words of the Lord are flawless, like silver purified in a crucible, like gold refined seven times.” Human words flatter, boast, deceive. God’s words refine, purify, endure. It’s the battle of language: deceit that corrodes vs. truth that heals.

The psalm closes on a sobering note: the wicked strut freely, and vile men are exalted. It doesn’t end with everything fixed. Evil still postures. But David’s anchor has shifted—he’s seen the difference between human noise and God’s flawless word.

Psalm 12 feels like a mirror for our cultural moment. Words are everywhere, flying faster than arrows. But the question is—whose words shape us? The strutting lies of men, or the refined gold of God’s speech?

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