Revised Version 1885

1 In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he answered me.

2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3 What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

6 My soul hath long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

7 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.