A Psalm of David.
1 Help Lord, for there is not a godly man left:
for the faithful are failed from among the children
2 They speak deceitfully every one with his
neighbor, flattering with their lips, and speak with
a double heart
3 The Lord cut off all flattering lips, and the
tongue that speaketh proud things:
4 Which have said, With our tongue will we
prevail; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?
5 Now for the oppression of the needy, and
for the sighs of the poor, I will up, saith the Lord,
and will set at liberty him, whom the wicked hath
6 The words of the Lord are pure words, as the
silver, tried in a furnace of earth, fined sevenfold.
7 Thou wilt keep them, O Lord; thou wilt
preserve him from this generation forever.
8 The wicked walk on every side; when they are
exalted, it is a shame for the sons of men.