¹Help, Lord , for the godly man comes to an end,[#Isa 57:1]

for the faithful disappear from the sons of men.

²They speak empty words, each with his own neighbor;

with flattering lips and a deceitful heart they speak.

³The Lord will cut off all flattering lips,

and the tongue that speaks proud things,

⁴those who say, “With our tongue will we prevail;

our lips are in our control. Who is our master?”

⁵“Because the poor are plundered,

because the needy sigh,

now I will arise,” says the Lord ;

“I will place him in the safety for which he yearns.”

⁶The words of the Lord are pure words,[#Ps 18:30; Pr 30:5]

silver tried in an earthen furnace,

purified seven times.

⁷You will keep them, O Lord ;

You will preserve them from this generation forever.

⁸The wicked prowl on every side,

as vileness is exalted among the sons of men.