[1]IN my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.[2]Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lips of the ungodly and from deceitful tongues.[3]What shall be given to you? or what shall be added to you, you deceitful tongues?[4]The arrows of the mighty are sharp; they are as hot coals of oak.[5]Woe is me, that my sojourn is prolonged, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar![6]My soul has long dwelt with him that hates peace.[7]I am for peace; but when I speak they fight with me.