1  In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he answered me.

2  Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3  What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4  Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

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

6  My soul hath long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

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