1 In my distress to God I cry'd,and he gave ear to me.
2 From lying lips, and guileful tongue,O Lord, my soul set free.
3 What shall be giv'n thee? or whatshall be done to thee, false tongue?
4 Ev'n burning coals of juniper,sharp arrows of the strong.
5 Woe's me that I in Mesech ama sojourner so long;That I in tabernacles dwellto Kedar that belong.
6 My soul with him that hateth peacehath long a dweller been.