1 In my distress I have cried out unto Jehovah, and He heard me.2 Rescue my soul, O Jehovah, from lying lips and from a deceitful tongue.3 What shall be given to you, or what shall be done to you, O deceitful tongue?4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of the broom tree!5 Woe is me, that I have sojourned in Meshech, that I have dwelt in the tents of Kedar!6 My soul has dwelt long with him who hates peace.7 I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.