1 Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth;

For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour:

With flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.

3 The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips,

And the tongue that speaketh proud things:

4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;

Our lips are our own: 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 from him that puffeth at him.

6 The words of the Lord are pure words:

As silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.

7 Thou shalt keep them, O Lord,

Thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.

8 The wicked walk on every side,

When the vilest men are exalted.