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1  For the music director; according to the sheminith style; a psalm of David. 
Deliver,  Lord! 
For the godly have disappeared; 
people of integrity have vanished. 
2  People lie to one another; 
they flatter and deceive. 
3  May the Lord cut off all flattering lips, 
and the tongue that boasts! 
4  They say, “We speak persuasively; 
we know how to flatter and boast. 
Who is our master?” 
5 “Because of the violence done to the oppressed, 
because of the painful cries of the needy, 
I will spring into action,” says the Lord. 
“I will provide the safety they so desperately desire.” 
6  The Lord’s words are absolutely reliable. 
They are as untainted as silver purified in a furnace on the ground, 
where it is thoroughly refined. 
7  You,  Lord, will protect them;  
you will continually shelter each one from these evil people, 
8  for the wicked seem to be everywhere, 
when people promote evil.