Salmos 12 · Los fieles han desaparecido
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1For the leader; on the sheminith. A psalm of David.
2Help, O ETERNAL One!For the faithful are no more;the loyal have vanished from among mortals.
3People speak lies to one another;their speech is smooth;they talk with duplicity.
4May GOD cut off all flattering lips,every tongue that speaks arrogance.
5They say, “By our tongues we shall prevail;with lips such as ours, who can be our master?”
6“Because of the groans of the plundered poor and needy,I will now act,” says GOD.“I will give help,” [God] affirms to them.
7GOD’s words are pure words,silver purged in an earthen crucible,refined sevenfold.
8You, O ETERNAL One, will keep them,guarding each from this age evermore.
9On every side the wicked roamwhen baseness is exalted among mortals.
WEBREATH · 11:11
«Todo lo que respira alabe al Señor» — Salmo 150:6
El aliento es uno para todos: de él vive cada persona, sea quien sea y crea lo que crea. Cada día a las 11:11 de la hora local la gente se detiene sesenta segundos, respira y agradece a Dios el aliento: cada uno con sus palabras, cada uno en su interior. En ese minuto somos un solo Aliento.
WEBREATH — el Minuto a las 11:11, su hora local: somos un solo Aliento