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.