A song of ascents. I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me.
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Save me, O LORD, from lying lips and from deceitful tongues.
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What will he do to you, and what more besides, O deceitful tongue?
He will punish you with a warrior's sharp arrows, with burning coals of the broom tree.
Woe to me that I dwell in Meshech, that I live among the tents of Kedar!
Too long have I lived among those who hate peace.
I am a man of peace; but when I speak, they are for war.