In My Distress, I Cried to the Lord

1{A Song of degrees.} In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

2Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

3What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.

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

6My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

7I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.