1In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.
2Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
3What shall be given to you? or what shall be done to you, you false tongue?
4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6My soul has long dwelled with him that hates peace.
7I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.