Help, Lord, because the godly man

Verse 1

Help, Lord, because the godly man doth daily fade away; And from among the sons of men the faithful do decay.

Verse 2

Unto his neighbor ev'ry one doth utter vanity: They with a double heart do speak, and lips of flattery.

Verse 3

God shall cut off all flatt'ring lips, tongues that speak proudly thus,

Verse 4

We'll with our tongue prevail, our lips are ours: who's lord o'er us?

Verse 5

For poor oppressed, and for the sighs of needy, rise will I, Saith God, and him in safety set from such as him defy.

Verse 6

The words of God are words most pure; they be like silver tried In earthen furnace, seven times that hath been purified.

Verse 7

Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep for ever from this race.

Verse 8

On each side walk the wicked, when vile men are high in place.