For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David.

1 Help, Lord, for no one is faithful any more;

those who are loyal have vanished from the human race.

2 Everyone lies to their neighbour;

they flatter with their lips

but harbour deception in their hearts.

3 May the Lordsilence all flattering lips

and every boastful tongue –

4 those who say,

‘By our tongues we will prevail;

our own lips will defend us – who is lord over us?’

5 ‘Because the poor are plundered and the needy groan,

I will now arise,’ says the Lord.

‘I will protect them from those who malign them.’

6 And the words of the Lordare flawless,

like silver purified in a crucible,

like goldrefined seven times.

7 You, Lord, will keep the needy safe

and will protect us for ever from the wicked,

8 who freely strut about

when what is vile is honoured by the human race.

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