1 > In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.

2 Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, From a deceitful tongue.

3 What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, You deceitful tongue?

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

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

6 My soul has had her dwelling too long With him who hates peace.

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