1 For the director of music. According to sheminith. A psalm of David. Help, Lord, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
2 their flattering lips speak with deception.
3 and every boastful tongue
4 we own our lips—who is our master?”
5 and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says the Lord. “I will protect them from those who malign them.”
6 like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
7 and protect us from such people forever.
8 when what is vile is honored among men.
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