1 I n my distress I cried to the Lord, And He heard me.

A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.

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

O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

3 W hat shall be given to you, Or what shall be done to you, You false tongue?

What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!

4 S harp arrows of the warrior, With coals of the broom tree!

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

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

Wo to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

6 M y soul has dwelt too long With one who hates peace.

Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

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

I peace, and when I speak they for war!