|
[[A song of degrees.]]
[1]I called unto the Lord in my trouble, and he heard me.
[2]Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
[3]What doth thy deceitful tongue bring unto thee? Or what doth it avail thee?
[4]It is as the sharp arrows of a mighty man, and as the coals of juniper.
[5]Woe is to me that I remain in Mesech, and dwell in the tents of Kedar.
[6]My soul hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
[7]I seek peace, and when I speak thereof, they are bent to war.
|