Psa 120:1 ¶ [[A Song of degrees.]] In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.
Psa 120:2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.
Psa 120:3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
Psa 120:4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
Psa 120:5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
Psa 120:6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
Psa 120:7 I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.
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