1 Help, LORD; for the faithful ceases. For the loyal have vanished from among the descendants of Adam.
2 Everyone lies to his neighbor. They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart.
3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that boasts,
4 who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail. Our lips are our own. Who is lord over us?"
5 "Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place in safety the one who longs for it."
6 The words of the LORD are flawless words, as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times.
7 You, LORD, will protect us. You will guard us from this generation forever.
8 The wicked walk on every side, when what is vile is exalted among the descendants of Adam.
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