- In my distress I cried unto theLORD, and he heard me.
- Deliver my soul, OLORD, from lying lips,andfrom a deceitful tongue.
- What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
- Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
- Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech,thatI dwell in the tents of Kedar!
- My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
- Iam forpeace: but when I speak, theyarefor war.