Help, Lord, for no one loyal remains; the faithful have vanished from the human race. Those who tell lies to one another speak with deceiving lips and a double heart. May the Lord cut off all deceiving lips, and every boastful tongue. Those who say, "By our tongues we prevail; when our lips speak, who can Lord it over us?" "Because they rob the weak, and the needy groan, I will now arise," says the Lord; "I will grant safety to whoever longs for it." The promises of the Lord are sure, silver refined in a crucible, silver purified seven times. Lord, protect us always; preserve us from this generation. On every side the wicked strut; the shameless are extolled by all.
Posted on: Fri, 02 Aug 2013 21:35:50 +0000
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