¹In my distress I called to Yahweh, and he answered me. ²“Deliver my life, O Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.” ³What shall be given to you, and what more shall be done to you, deceitful tongue? ⁴The sharpened arrows of a warrior, with burning charcoals from broom trees. ⁵Woe to me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar. ⁶Too long my soul has had its dwelling near one who hates peace. ⁷I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.