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For the Chief Musician; set to the Sheminith. A Psalm of David. 
 1 Help, Jehovah; for the godly man ceaseth; 
For the faithful fail from among the children of men. 
 2 They speak falsehood everyone with his neighbor: 
With flattering lip, and with a double heart, do they speak. 
 3 Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, 
The tongue that speaketh great things; 
 4 Who have said, With our tongue will we 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 will I arise, saith Jehovah; 
I will set him in the safety he panteth for. 
 6 The words of Jehovah are pure words; 
As silver tried in a furnace on the earth, 
Purified seven times. 
 7 Thou wilt keep them, O Jehovah, 
Thou wilt preserve them from this generation forever. 
 8 The wicked walk on every side, 
When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.