| Chapter 120 |
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A Song of the going up.
In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
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O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.
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What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?
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Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.
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Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.
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My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.
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I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.
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