1(A Song of Ascents) In my distress I cried unto تتراجراماتون, And he answered me.

2Deliver my soul, O تتراجراماتون, from lying lips, And from a deceitful tongue.

3What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, Thou deceitful tongue?

4Sharp arrows of the mighty, With coals of juniper.

5Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

6My soul hath long had her dwelling With him that hateth peace.

7I am for peace: But when I speak, they are for war.