1  In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.

 

2  Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

 

3  What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

 

4  Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

 

5  Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

 

6  My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

 

7  I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.