1201 In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me. 2 Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue. 3 What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue? 4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! 6 My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace. 7 I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.
