To the chief musician, on eight. A Psalm of David. Help, O Jehovah, for the godly one ceases to be; for ones being faithful fail from among the sons of men.
To the chief musician, for eightstringed instruments. A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, do not rebuke me in Your anger; and not chasten me in the heat of Your fury;
The righteous one perishes, and no man lays it on his heart; yea, merciful men are gathered, with no one discerning that the righteous one is gathered from the face of evil.
No one calls for righteousness, and no one judges with truth. Trusting in emptiness, and speaking vanity, they conceive mischief and give birth to iniquity.
Roam around in Jerusalem’s streets and see now, and know, and seek in her open places if you can find a man, if there is one who does justice who seeks truth; and I will pardon her.