1
Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I cried—and he answered me.
2
O Yahweh! rescue thou my soul—from the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.
3
What shall be given to thee, and what shall be added to thee, thou deceitful tongue?
4
The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.
5
Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek,—That I abide near the tents of Kedar!
6
Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:
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I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!