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[[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.
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