For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.

1 Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases.

For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

2 Everyone lies to his neighbor.

They speak with flattering lips, and with a double heart.

3 May Yahweh cut off all flattering lips,

and the tongue that boasts,

4 who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail.

Our lips are our own.

Who is lord over us?"

5 "Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy,

I will now arise," says Yahweh;

"I will set him in safety from those who malign him."

6 Yahweh’s words are flawless words,

as silver refined in a clay furnace, purified seven times.

7 You will keep them, Yahweh.

You will preserve them from this generation forever.

8 The wicked walk on every side,

when what is vile is exalted among the sons of men.

1 耶和华啊! 求你施行拯救, 因为虔诚人没有了, 在世人中的信实人也不见了。

2 他们彼此说谎, 用谄媚的嘴唇说话, 口是心非。

3 愿耶和华剪除一切说谄媚话的嘴唇, 和说夸大话的舌头。

4 他们曾说: "我们必能以舌头取胜; 我们的嘴唇是自己的, 谁能作我们的主呢?"

5 耶和华说: "因为困苦人的冤屈和贫穷人的叹息, 我现在要起来, 把他们安置在他们渴望的稳妥之中。"

6 耶和华的言语是纯净的言语, 好像银子在泥炉中炼过, 精炼过七次一样。

7 耶和华啊! 求你保守我们("我们"有古抄本作"他们"), 保护我们("我们"有古抄本作"他们")永远脱离这世代的人。

8 恶人到处横行, 邪恶在世人中被高举。