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1A song of ascents:
I called to Adonai in my distress,
and he answered me.
2Rescue me, Adonai, from lips that tell lies,
from a tongue full of deceit.
3What has he in store for you, deceitful tongue?
What more will he do to you?
4A warrior’s sharp arrows,
with red-hot coals from a broom tree.
5How wretched I am, that I’m an alien in Meshekh,
that I must live among the tents of Keidar!
6I have had to live far too long
with those who hate peace.
7I am all for peace;
but when I speak, they are for war.