| 1 | A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me. |
| 2 | O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue! |
| 3 | What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue! |
| 4 | Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals. |
| 5 | Wo to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar. |
| 6 | Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace. |
| 7 | I [am] peace, and when I speak they [are] for war! |