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For the choir director; ^[a]upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.

Help, Lord , for ^(a)the godly man ceases to be, For the faithful disappear from among the sons of men.

They ^(b)speak ^[b]falsehood to one another; With ^(c)flattering ^[c]lips and with a double heart they speak.

May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, The tongue that ^(d)speaks great things;

Who ^(e)have said, "With our tongue we will prevail; Our lips are ^[d]our own; who is lord over us?"

"Because of the ^(f)devastation of the afflicted, because of the groaning of the needy, Now ^(g)I will arise," says the Lord ; "I will ^(h)set him in the safety for which he longs."

The ⁽ⁱ⁾words of the Lord are pure words; As silver ^(j)tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times.

You, O Lord , will keep them; You will ^(k)preserve him from this generation forever.

The ^(l)wicked strut about on every side When ^[e](m)vileness is exalted among the sons of men.

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

How long, O Lord ? Will You ^(a)forget me forever? How long ^(b)will You hide Your face from me?

How long shall I ^(c)take counsel in my soul, Having ^(d)sorrow in my heart all the day? How long will my enemy be exalted over me?

^(e)Consider and answer me, O Lord my God; ^(f)Enlighten my eyes, or I will ^(g)sleep the sleep of death,

And my enemy will ^(h)say, "I have overcome him," And ⁽ⁱ⁾my adversaries will rejoice when I am shaken.

But I have ^(j)trusted in Your lovingkindness; My heart shall ^(k)rejoice in Your salvation.

I will ^(l)sing to the Lord , Because He has ^(m)dealt bountifully with me.