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Help, Lord, for no one is faithful anymore;
those who are loyal have vanished from the human race.
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Everyone lies to their neighbor;
they flatter with their lips
but harbor deception in their hearts.
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May the Lord silence all flattering lips
and every boastful tongue -
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those who say,
"By our tongues we will prevail;
our own lips will defend us - who is lord over us?"
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"Because the poor are plundered and the needy groan,
I will now arise," says the Lord.
"I will protect them from those who malign them."
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And the words of the Lord are flawless,
like silver purified in a crucible,
like gold 1 refined seven times.
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You, Lord, will keep the needy safe
and will protect us forever from the wicked,
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who freely strut about
when what is vile is honored by the human race.