1 In my affliction I cried to the Lord, and he listened to me.

2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3 What should be given to you, and what should be added to you, for your crafty tongue?

4 Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is * Heb. משך prolonged; I have tabernacled amongst the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

7 I was peaceful amongst them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.