Psalms 120

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