1Help, Lord, for the godly man ⚓ceases!
Man’s Treachery and God’s ConstancyTo the Chief Musician. ⚓On an eight-stringed harp. A Psalm of David.
For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.
2⚓They speak idly everyone with his neighbor;
With flattering lips and a double heart they speak.
3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips,
And the tongue that speaks proud things,
4Who have said,
“With our tongue we will prevail;
Our lips are our own;
Who is lord over us?”
5“For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy,
Now I will arise,” says the Lord;
“I will set him in the safety for which he yearns.”
6The words of the Lordare⚓pure words,
Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,
Purified seven times.
7You shall keep them, O Lord,
You shall preserve them from this generation forever.
8The wicked prowl on every side,
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.