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Psalms 120

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


 
 
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