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A Song of Ascents.

120 In my distress, I cried to Yahweh.
    He answered me.
Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips,
    from a deceitful tongue.
What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you,
    you deceitful tongue?
Sharp arrows of the mighty,
    with coals of juniper.
Woe is me, that I live in Meshech,
    that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
My soul has had her dwelling too long
    with him who hates peace.
I am for peace,
    but when I speak, they are for war.

Plea for Relief from Bitter Foes

A Song of Ascents.

120 In (A)my distress I cried to the Lord,
And He heard me.
Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips
And from a deceitful tongue.

What shall be given to you,
Or what shall be done to you,
You false tongue?
Sharp arrows of the [a]warrior,
With coals of the broom tree!

Woe is me, that I dwell in (B)Meshech,
(C)That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
My soul has dwelt too long
With one who hates peace.
I am for peace;
But when I speak, they are for war.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 120:4 mighty one