Song of ascensions. I called to Jehovah in straits to me, and he will answer me.

Wo! to me that I sojourned in Mesech; I dwelt with the tents of Ke dar.

O Jehovah, deliver my soul from lips of falsehood, from a tongue of deceit.

I peace: and when I shall speak, they for war.

My soul dwelt much upon it with Him hating peace.

Arrows of the strong one sharpened with burning coals of broom.

What shall be given to thee? and what shall be added to thee, thou tongue of deceit?