1 In my distress I cried unto the Lord,and He heard me.
2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lipsand from a deceitful tongue.
3 What shall be given to you,or what shall be done to you, you false tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of the warrior,with coals of the broom tree!
5 Woe is me, that I have sojourned in Meshek,or that I have dwelled among the tents of Kedar!
6 My soul has long livedwith those who hate peace.
7 I am for peace,but when I speak, they are for war!