1To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.[1] A Psalm of David. Save, O Lord, for the godly one is gone; for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man. (赛57:1; 弥7:2)2Everyone utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. (代上12:33; 诗5:9; 诗41:6; 诗144:8; 耶9:8; 羅16:18; 雅1:8)3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, (诗12:2; 诗17:10; 但7:8; 启13:5)4those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is master over us?”5“Because the poor are plundered, because the needy groan, I will now arise,” says the Lord; “I will place him in the safety for which he longs.” (诗9:12; 诗55:18; 诗82:8; 赛33:10)6The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. (诗18:30; 诗19:8; 诗119:140; 箴30:5)7You, O Lord, will keep them; you will guard us[2] from this generation forever.8On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the children of man.