1 I n my distress I cried unto Jehovah, And he answered me.

2 D eliver my soul, O Jehovah, from lying lips, And from a deceitful tongue.

3 W hat shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, Thou deceitful tongue?

4 S harp arrows of the mighty, With coals of juniper.

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

6 M y soul hath long had her dwelling With him that hateth peace.

7 I am for peace: But when I speak, they are for war.