Psalm 120

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.
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