1 In my distress I cried to LORD, and he answered me. 2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.
3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be done more to thee, thou deceitful tongue? 4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! 6 My soul has long had her dwelling with him who hates peace. 7 I am [for] peace, but when I speak, they are for war.