(For the music director; on the Sheminith. A psalm of David. ) Save, O Yahweh, for the pious have ceased to be; for the faithful have vanished from among the children of humankind.
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They speak falseness to each other.With flattering lips, with a double heart they speak.
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May Yahweh cut off all flattering lips, the tongue speaking great boasts—
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those
who say, “With our tongue we will prevail. Our lips are on our side. Who is master over us?”
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“Because of the oppression of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the poor, now I will rise up,” Yahweh says. “I shall put them in the safety for which they long.”
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The words of Yahweh are pure words like silver refined in the crucible on the ground, refined seven times.
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You, O Yahweh, will protect them. You will preserve him from this generation always.
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The
wicked prowl about when vileness is exalted among the children of humankind.