1<\/sup>Unto the end. For the octave. A Psalm of David. Save me, O Lord, because holiness has passed away, because truths have been diminished, before the sons of men.<\/span> <\/p>\n 2<\/sup>They have been speaking emptiness, each one to his neighbor; they have been speaking with deceitful lips and a duplicitous heart.<\/span> <\/p>\n 3<\/sup>May the Lord scatter all deceitful lips, along with the tongue that speaks malice.<\/span> <\/p>\n 4<\/sup>They have said: “We will magnify our tongue; our lips belong to us. What is Lord to us?”<\/span> <\/p>\n 5<\/sup>Because of the misery of the destitute and the groaning of the poor, now I will arise, says the Lord. I will place him in safety. I will act faithfully toward him.<\/span> <\/p>\n 6<\/sup>The eloquence of the Lord is pure eloquence, silver tested by fire, purged from the earth, refined seven times.<\/span> <\/p>\n 7<\/sup>You, O Lord, will preserve us, and you will guard us from this generation into eternity.<\/span> <\/p>\n 8<\/sup>The impious wander aimlessly. According to your loftiness, you have multiplied the sons of men.<\/span> <\/p>\n