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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.