Plea for Help in Evil Times1Help, O Lord, for there is no longer anyone who is godly; the faithful have disappeared from humankind. 2They utter lies to each other; with flattering lips and a double heart they speak. 3May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, the tongue that makes great boasts, 4those who say, “With our tongues we will prevail; our lips are our own—who is our master?” 5“Because the poor are despoiled, because the needy groan, I will now rise up,” says the Lord; “I will place them in the safety for which they long.” 6The promises of the Lord are promises that are pure,
A David Psalm (The message)
3-4 Slice their lips off their faces! Pull The braggart tongues from their mouths! I'm tired of hearing, "We can talk anyone into anything! Our lips manage the world." 5 Into the hovels of the poor, Into the dark streets where the homeless groan, God speaks: "I've had enough; I'm on my way To heal the ache in the heart of the wretched." 6-8 God's words are pure words, Pure silver words refined seven times In the fires of his word-kiln, Pure on earth as well as in heaven. God, keep us safe from their lies, From the wicked who stalk us with lies, From the wicked who collect honors For their wonderful lies.
As silver (J)tried in a furnace on the earth, refined seven times. 7 You, O LORD, will keep them;
You will (K)preserve him from this generation forever. 8 The (L)wicked strut about on every side
When [e](M)vileness is exalted among the sons of men.