1A Song of Ascents.
In my trouble I cried to the LORD,
And He answered me.
2Deliver my soul, 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?
4Sharp arrows of the warrior,
With the [burning] coals of the broom tree.
5Woe is me, for I sojourn in Meshech,
For I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
6Too long has my soul had its dwelling
With those who hate peace.
7I am [for] peace, but when I speak,
They are for war.