| 1 ¶ To the chief Musician upon1 Sheminith, A Psalm of David. Help,2 LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men.
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| 2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double3 heart do they speak.
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| 3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud4 things:
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| 4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are5 our own: who is lord over us?
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| 5 For 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 puffeth6 at him.
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| 6 The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
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| 7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from7 this generation for ever.
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| 8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men8 are exalted.
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