For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.

1 Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases.

For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 Everyone lies to his neighbor.

They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart.

3 May Yahweh cut off all flattering lips,

and the tongue that boasts,

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 weak and because of the groaning of the needy,

I will now arise," says Yahweh;

"I will set him in safety from those who malign him."

6 Yahweh’s words are flawless words,

as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times.

7 You will keep them, Yahweh.

You will preserve them from this generation forever.

8 The wicked walk on every side,

when what is vile is exalted among the sons of men.

1 לַמְנַצֵּחַ עַל־הַשְּׁמִינִית מִזְמֹור לְדָוִד׃

2 הֹושִׁיעָה יְהוָה כִּי־גָמַר חָסִיד כִּי־פַסּוּ אֱמוּנִים מִבְּנֵי אָדָם׃

3 שָׁוְא ׀ יְדַבְּרוּ אִישׁ אֶת־רֵעֵהוּ שְׂפַת חֲלָקֹות בְּלֵב וָלֵב יְדַבֵּרוּ׃

4 יַכְרֵת יְהוָה כָּל־שִׂפְתֵי חֲלָקֹות לָשֹׁון מְדַבֶּרֶת גְּדֹלֹות׃

5 אֲשֶׁר אָמְרוּ ׀ לִלְשֹׁנֵנוּ נַגְבִּיר שְׂפָתֵינוּ אִתָּנוּ מִי אָדֹון לָנוּ׃

6 מִשֹּׁד עֲנִיִּים מֵאַנְקַת אֶבְיֹונִים עַתָּה אָקוּם יֹאמַר יְהוָה אָשִׁית בְּיֵשַׁע יָפִיחַ לֹו׃

7 אִמֲרֹות יְהוָה אֲמָרֹות טְהֹרֹות כֶּסֶף צָרוּף בַּעֲלִיל לָאָרֶץ מְזֻקָּק שִׁבְעָתָיִם׃

8 אַתָּה־יְהוָה תִּשְׁמְרֵם תִּצְּרֶנּוּ ׀ מִן־הַדֹּור זוּ לְעֹולָם׃

9 סָבִיב רְשָׁעִים יִתְהַלָּכוּן כְּרֻם זֻלּוּת לִבְנֵי אָדָם׃