I call on the Lord in my distress,
and He answers me.
Save me, O Lord, from lying lips
and from deceitful tongues.
What more will he do to you,
and what more besides,
O deceitful tongue?
He will punish you with a warrior’s sharp arrows,
with burning coals of the broom tree.
Woe to me that I dwell in Meshech,
that I live among the tents of the Kedar!
Too long have I lived
among those who hate peace.
I am a man of peace;
but when I speak, they are for war.