A Prayer for Help against the Wicked
To the chief Musician upon Shem´inith, A Psalm of David.
1Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth;
for the faithful fail from among the children of men.
2They speak vanity every one with his neighbor:
with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak.
3The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips,
and the tongue that speaketh proud things:
4who have said, With our tongue will we prevail;
our lips are our own: who is lord over us?
5For 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.
6The words of the Lord are pure words:
as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
7Thou shalt keep them, O Lord,
thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8The wicked walk on every side,
when the vilest men are exalted.