To the chief Musician. Upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.
12 Save, Jehovah, for the godly man is gone; for the faithful have failed from among the children of men.
2 They speak falsehood every one with his neighbour: [with] flattering lip, with a double heart, do they speak.
3 Jehovah will cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that speaketh proud things,
4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail, our lips are our own: who [is] lord over us?
5 Because of the oppression of the afflicted, because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith Jehovah, I will set [him] in safety, at whom they puff.
6 The words of Jehovah are pure words, silver tried in the furnace of earth, purified seven times.
7 Thou, Jehovah, wilt keep them, thou wilt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8 The wicked walk about on every side, when vileness is exalted among the children of men.
New International Version
For the director of music. According to sheminith.[b] A psalm of David.
1 Help, Lord, for no one is faithful anymore;(A)
those who are loyal have vanished from the human race.
2 Everyone lies(B) to their neighbor;
they flatter with their lips
but harbor deception in their hearts.(C)
5 “Because the poor are plundered(G) and the needy groan,(H)
I will now arise,(I)” says the Lord.
“I will protect them(J) from those who malign them.”
6 And the words of the Lord are flawless,(K)
like silver purified(L) in a crucible,(M)
like gold[c] refined seven times.