[1]A Song of Ascents. In my distress I called unto 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, and He answered me.[2]O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, deliver my soul from lying lips, 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 broom.[5]Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar![6]My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.[7]I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.