1A Song of degrees. In my trouble I cried to the LORD, and He heard me. 2Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue. 3What shall be given to you? Or what shall be done to you, O false tongue? 4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom. 5Woe is me, that I live in Mesech; I dwell in the tents of Kedar! 6My soul has long dwelt with a hater of peace. 7I [am] for peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.