Psa Psalms, psalm Book of Psalms, psalm 11
Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David.
Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.Isa 57:1; Mic 7:2
They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.Psa 27:3
May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.Gal 5:12
Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?Exo 5:2; Job 21:15; Dan 3:15
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.
The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.2Sa 22:31; Pro 30:5
Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.
The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.