1In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.2Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.3What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.5Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!6My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.7I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.
