A Song of degrees.
1 In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.
2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a a tongue.
3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in a, that I dwell in the b of c!
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
7 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for a.