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120 I called to the LORD in my trouble and He heard me.

Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

What shall be given to you, false tongue; or what shall be done to you:

the sharp arrows of a mighty man and the coals of a juniper.

Woe is me, that I remain in Meshech and dwell in the tents of Kedar!

For too long my soul has dwelt with him who hates peace.

I seek peace; and when I speak, they are bent to war. A song of degrees