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.2Everyone utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak.3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts,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.”6The words of the Lord are pure words, like silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times.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.
King James Version
1To the chief Musician upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David. Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.2They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.3The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things:4Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us?5For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.6The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.7Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.8The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.
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