Psalms

¹A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me. ↗

²O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue. ↗

³What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?: ↗

⁴the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation. ↗

⁵Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar. ↗

⁶My soul has long been a sojourner. ↗

⁷With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause. ↗