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16 lines
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# Chapter 120
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1 In my distress I called to the Lord,
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and he answered me.
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2 “Lord, rescue me from lying lips
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and a deceitful tongue.”
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3 What will he give you,
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and what will he do to you,
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you deceitful tongue?
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4 A warrior’s sharp arrows
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with burning charcoal!
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5 What misery that I have stayed in Meshech,
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that I have lived among the tents of Kedar!
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6 I have dwelt too long
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with those who hate peace.
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7 I am for peace; but when I speak,
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they are for war. |