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KILSYTH | Common Meter (8,6,8,6)
Geistliche Lieder, Leipzig, 1545
1 ¶ Help, LORD; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men. 2 They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak. 3 The LORD shall cut off all flattering lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things: 4 Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; our lips are our own: who is lord over us? 5 For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him. 6 The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times. 7 Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever. 8 The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.
1 HELP, Lord, because the godly man Doth daily fade away; And from among the sons of men The faithful do decay. 2 Unto his neighbour every one Doth utter vanity: They with a double heart do speak, And lips of flattery. 3 God shall cut off all flattering lips, Tongues that speak proudly thus, 4 Our tongues prevail; our lips are ours: Who is lord over us? 5 For the oppression of the poor, For him in need that sighs, To save him from his scornful foes, God saith, I will arise. 6 Jehovah's words are words most pure; They are like silver tried In earthen furnace, seven times That hath been purified. 7 Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep For ever from this race. 8 On all sides walk the wicked, when Vile men are high in place.