1Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth;
For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2They speak vanity every one with his neighbour:
With flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

3The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips,
And the tongue that speaketh proud things:

4Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;
Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?

5For 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.

6The words of the Lord are pure words:
As silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

7Thou shalt keep them, O Lord,
Thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

8The wicked walk on every side,
When the vilest men are exalted.