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