Psalms 11 (DRA)

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v1

Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.

v2

Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

v3

They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

v4

May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

v5

Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?

v6

By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.

v7

The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.

v8

Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

v9

The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou hast multiplied the children of men.

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