A Song of Ascents. 1
In my distress I cry to the LORD, that he may answer me: 2 “Deliver me, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.”3
What shall be given to you? And what more shall be done to you, you deceitful tongue? 4 A warrior's sharp arrows, with glowing coals of the broom tree!5
Woe is me, that I am an alien in Meshech, that I must live among the tents of Kedar. 6 Too long have I had my dwelling among those who hate peace. 7 I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.