1 For the Chief Musician; upon an eight-stringed lyre. A Psalm of David.
2 Everyone lies to his neighbor.
3 May the LORD cut off all flattering lips,
4 who have said, "With our tongue we will prevail.
5 "Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy,
6 The LORD’s words are flawless words,
7 You will keep them, LORD.
8 The wicked walk on every side,