1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me. 2 Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue. 3 What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee? 4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper. 5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar. 6 My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace. 7 I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.
A Prayer for Help
1 When I was in trouble, I called to the Lord,
and he answered me.
2 Save me, Lord,
from liars and deceivers.
3 You liars, what will God do to you?
How will he punish you?
4 With a soldier's sharp arrows,
with red-hot coals!
5 Living among you is as bad as living in Meshech
or among the people of Kedar.
6 I have lived too long
with people who hate peace!
7 When I speak of peace,
they are for war.