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God, a Helper against the Treacherous.
To the Chief Musician; set an octave below. A Psalm of David.
Save and help and rescue, LORD, for agodly people cease to be,For the faithful vanish from among the sons of men.2 They aspeak deceitful and worthless words to one another;With bflattering lips and a double heart they speak.3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips,The tongue that aspeaks great things in boasting;4 Who ahave said, “With our tongue we will prevail;Our lips are our own; who is lord and master over us?”5 “Because of the adevastation of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the needy,Now bI will arise,” says the LORD; “I will cplace him in the safety for which he longs.”
6 The awords and promises of the LORD are pure words,Like silver brefined in an earthen furnace, purified seven times.7 You, O LORD, will apreserve and keep them;You will protect him from this evil generation forever.8 The awicked strut about in pompous self-importance on every side,As bvileness is exalted and baseness is prized among the sons of men.