1Help, Lord , for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
2Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.
3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue
4that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips -who is our master?"
5"Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the Lord . "I will protect them from those who malign them."
6And the words of the Lord are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
7O Lord , you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.
8The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.