1I call the Lord in my distress
and He does answer me.
2O save me, Lord, from lying lips
and tongues that speak deceit.
3What will He do to you, O tongue,
Deceitful as you be?
4He’ll punish you with arrows sharp
and coals of the broom tree.
5O woe to me that I sojourn
and dwell in Meshech’s land;
6I am a pilgrim living where
the tents of Kedar stand.
7Too long I’ve lived where peace is scorned
and hated and abhorred;
I am for peace, but when I speak,
they only are for war.