1Save, יהוה, for the kind one is no more! For the trustworthy have ceased from among the sons of men.

2They speak falsehood with each other; They speak with flattering lips, a double heart.

3יהוה does cut off all flattering lips, A tongue that speaks swelling words,

4Who have said, “With our tongue we do mightily; Our lips are our own; Who is master over us?”

5“Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, I now arise,” says יהוה, “I set in safety – he pants for it.”

6The Words of יהוה are clean Words, Silver tried in a furnace of earth, Refined seven timesa.

7You guard them, O יהוה, You preserve them from this generation forever.

8The wrong walk around on every side, When worthlessness is exalted among the sons of men.