Psalms 120
1In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.
2Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
3What shall be given unto you? or what shall be done unto you, you false tongue?
4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6My soul has long dwelt with him that hates peace.
7I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.
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