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Young's Bible translation
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To the Overseer, on the octave. -- A Psalm of David.
Save, Jehovah, for the saintly hath failed, For the stedfast have ceased From the sons of men:
Vanity they speak each with his neighbour, Lip of flattery! With heart and heart they speak.
Jehovah doth cut off all lips of flattery, A tongue speaking great things,
Who said, 'By our tongue we do mightily: Our lips are our own; who is lord over us?'
Because of the spoiling of the poor, Because of the groaning of the needy, Now do I arise, saith Jehovah, I set in safety him who doth breathe for it.
Sayings of Jehovah are pure sayings; Silver tried in a furnace of earth refined sevenfold.
Thou, O Jehovah, dost preserve them, Thou keepest us from this generation to the age.
Around the wicked walk continually, According as vileness is exalted by sons of men!
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