1Help, Lord! Those who do what is right are gone. Those who are faithful have disappeared from the earth.2Everyone tells lies to his neighbors. With his lips he praises others, but he doesn't really mean it.3May the Lord cut off all lips that don't mean what they say. May he cut out every tongue that brags.4They say, “We will win the battle with our tongues. Our lips belong to us. No one else is in charge of us.”5The Lord says, “The weak are beaten down. Those who are in need groan. So I will stand up to help them. I will keep them safe from those who tell lies about them.”6The words of the Lord are perfect. They are like silver made pure in a clay furnace. They are like silver made pure seven times over.7Lord, you will keep us safe. You will always keep sinners from hurting us.8Proud and sinful people walk around openly when the evil they do is praised by others.
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The Faithful Have Vanished
1To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Save, O Lord, for the godly one is gone; for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man. (Isa 57:1; Mic 7:2)2Everyone utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. (1Ch 12:33; Ps 5:9; Ps 41:6; Ps 144:8; Jer 9:8; Ro 16:18; Jas 1:8)3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, (Ps 12:2; Ps 17:10; Da 7:8; Re 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.” (Ps 9:12; Ps 55:18; Ps 82:8; Isa 33:10)6The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. (Ps 18:30; Ps 19:8; Ps 119:140; Pr 30:5)7You, O Lord, will keep them; you will guard us from this generation forever.8On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the children of man.