1 To 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.
2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering
lips and with
a double heart do they speak.
3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the
tongue that speaketh proud things:
4 Who have said, With our tongue will we 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 will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in
safety from him that puffeth
at him.
6 The words of the LORD are pure words: as 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.
