1 For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David. Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases; For the faithful fail from among the sons of man.2 They speak falsehood every man with his fellow man: With flattering lip, and with a double heart, they speak.3 Yahweh will cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that speaks great things;4 Who have said, With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are our own: who is lord over us?5 Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now I will arise, says Yahweh; I will set him in the safety he pants for.6 The words of Yahweh are pure words; As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, Purified seven times.7 You will keep them, O Yahweh, You will preserve him from this generation forever.8 The wicked walk on every side, When vileness is exalted among the sons of man.