The Book of Psalms

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have called to YHWH in my distress, || And He answers me.

O YHWH, deliver my soul from a lying lip, || From a deceitful tongue!

What does He give to you? And what does He add to you? O deceitful tongue!

Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with coals of broom trees.

Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, || I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

My soul has dwelt too much with him who is hating peace.

I—peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!

In my distress, I cried to the LORD. He answered me.

Deliver my soul, LORD, 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.