Man's Treachery and God's Constancy

HELP, LORD , for the godly man ceases!

For the faithful disappear from 

among the sons of men.

They speak idly everyone with his neighbor;

With flattering lips and a double 

heart they speak.

May the LORD  cut off all flattering lips,

And the tongue that speaks proud things,

Who have said,

" With our tongue we will prevail;

Our lips are our own;

Who is lord over us?"

 " For the oppresion of the poor,

for the sighing of the needy,

Now I will arise, " 

says the LORD ;

" I will set him in the safety for which he yearns."

The words of the LORD Are pure words,

Like silver tried in a furnace of earth,

Purified seven times.

You shall keep them,

O LORD, 

You shall preserve them from this

generation forever.

The wicked prowl on every side,

When vileness is exalted among the sons of men.