GOODMORNING!

Psalm 12

 ¹ Help, LORD, for the godly are no more;
       the faithful have vanished from among men.

 ² Everyone lies to his neighbor;
       their flattering lips speak with deception.

 ³ May the LORD cut off all flattering lips
       and every boastful tongue

 ⁴ that says, “We will triumph with our tongues;
       we own our lips ^[b] —who is our master?”

 ⁵ “Because of the oppression of the weak
       and the groaning of the needy,
       I will now arise,” says the LORD.
       “I will protect them from those who malign them.”

 ⁶ And the words of the LORD are flawless,
       like silver refined in a furnace of clay,
       purified seven times.

 ⁷ O LORD, you will keep us safe
       and protect us from such people forever.

 ⁸ The wicked freely strut about
       when what is vile is honored among men

Who Will Be the Greatest

 ⁴⁶An argument started among the disciples as to which of them would be the greatest. ⁴⁷Jesus, knowing their thoughts, took a little child and had him stand beside him. ⁴⁸Then he said to them, “Whoever welcomes this little child in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. For he who is least among you all—he is the greatest.”

 ⁴⁹“Master,” said John, “we saw a man driving out demons in your name and we tried to stop him, because he is not one of us.”

 ⁵⁰“Do not stop him,” Jesus said, “for whoever is not against you is for you.”