1 O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men. 2 Deception, speak they, every one with his neighbour, - with lips uttering smooth things - with a heart and a heart, do they speak. 3 May Yahweh cut off All the lips that utter smooth things, - the tongue that speaketh swelling words; 4 Them who say - With our tongue, will we prevail, our lips, are our own, who is our master?
5 Because of violence done to the poor, because of the crying of the needy, Now, will I arise! O may Yahweh say, - I will place him in safety - let him puff at him!
6 The words of Yahweh, are words, that are pure, silver refined in a crucible of earth, purified seven times!