1 Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.
2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: flattering lips with a double heart do they speak.
3 The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things:
4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips our own: who lord over us?
5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord; I will set in safety puffeth at him.
6 The words of the Lord pure words: silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
7 Thou shalt keep them, O Lord, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.