1 Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.2 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour; with flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak.3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things!4 Who have said: 'Our tongue will we make mighty; our lips are with us: 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 at whom they puff.'6 The words of the LORD are pure words, as silver tried in a crucible on the earth, refined seven times.7 Thou wilt keep them, O LORD; Thou wilt preserve us from this generation for ever.8 The wicked walk on every side, when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.