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In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.
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Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, From a deceitful tongue.
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What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, You deceitful tongue?
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Sharp arrows of the mighty, With coals of juniper.
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Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
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My soul has had her dwelling too long With him who hates peace.
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I am for peace, But when I speak, they are for war. Psalm 121 A Song of Ascents.
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