¹ A Song of Ascents.
In my trouble I cried out to Adonai,
    and He answered me.
² Adonai, deliver my soul from lying lips,
from a deceitful tongue.
³ What can be given to you,
and what more can be done to you, O deceitful tongue?—
⁴ sharp arrows of the mighty,
    with burning coals of a broom tree!
⁵ Woe to me, for I sojourn in Meshech,
for I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
⁶ My soul has too long dwelt
with those who hate shalom.
⁷ I am for shalom and thus I speak,
but they are for war!