[1] In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.[2] Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.[3] What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?[4] Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.[5] Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar![6] My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.[7] I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.