| 1 | Help, LORD; for there is no longer any that is godly; for the faithful have vanished from among the sons of men. |
| 2 | Every one utters lies to his neighbor; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. |
| 3 | May the LORD cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, |
| 4 | those who say, "With our tongue we will prevail, our lips are with us; who is our master?" |
| 5 | "Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now arise," says the LORD; "I will place him in the safety for which he longs." |
| 6 | The promises of the LORD are promises that are pure, silver refined in a furnace on the ground, purified seven times. |
| 7 | Do thou, O LORD, protect us, guard us ever from this generation. |
| 8 | On every side the wicked prowl, as vileness is exalted among the sons of men. |