Brenton(i)
1 (11:1) For the end, A Psalm of David, upon the eighth. Save me, O Lord; for the godly man has failed; for truth is diminished from among the children of men.
2 (11:2) Every one has spoken vanity to his neighbour: their lips are deceitful, they have spoken with a double heart.
3 (11:3) Let the Lord destroy all the deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaks great words:
4 (11:4) who have said, We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own: who is Lord of us?
5 (11:5) Because of the misery of the poor, and because of the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord, I will set them in safety; I will speak to them thereof openly.
6 (11:6) The oracles of the Lord are pure oracles; as silver tried in the fire, proved in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
7 (11:7) Thou, O Lord, shalt keep us, and shalt preserve us, from this generation, and for ever.
8 (11:8) The ungodly walk around: according to thy greatness thou has greatly exalted the sons of men.