Help Lord, no one's faithful left
Loyal souls have disappeared
Lies to neighbors, flattering lips
Deceit in hearts they harbor deep
Silence boastful tongues, O Lord
Those who say, "Our lips will win
Who is lord over us?" they scorn
Prevailing by their words of sin
You arise to keep us safe
Protect the poor, the plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold
The wicked freely walk about
When vileness is exalted, loud
But You, O Lord, our fortress stand
And guard us by Your mighty hand
You arise to keep us safe
Protect the poor, the plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold
The plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold
The plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold
No more deceit or flattery
Boastful tongues will cease to be
For You defend with words so true
Your faithful ones, forever knew
No more deceit or flattery
Boastful tongues will cease to be
For You defend with words so true
Your faithful ones, forever knew
You arise to keep us safe
Protect the poor, the plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold
The needy's refuge you uphold
The needy's refuge you uphold
No more deceit or flattery
Boastful tongues will cease to be
For You defend with words so true
Your faithful ones, forever knew
You arise to keep us safe
Protect the poor, the plundered race
Your words are pure like refined gold
The needy's refuge you uphold