A Song of degrees.
1 In my distress I cried unto the LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate], and he heard me.
2 Deliver my soul, O LORD-Yehōvah [Messiah Pre-Incarnate], from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.
3 What shall be given unto youi? or what shall be done unto youi, youi false tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshekh [Drawing Out], [that] I dwell in the tents of Keidar [darkness]!
6 My soul has long dwelt with him that hates peace.
7 I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.