1In my distress, I cried to Yahweh.He answered me.2Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips,from a deceitful tongue.3What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you,you deceitful tongue?4Sharp arrows of the mighty,with coals of juniper.5Woe is me, that I live in Meshech,that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!6My soul has had her dwelling too longwith him who hates peace.7I am for peace,but when I speak, they are for war.