Brenton Septuagint Translation
In My Distress, I Cried to the Lord
1A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me.
2Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
3What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for thy crafty tongue?
4Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.
5Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.
6My soul has long been a sojourner;
7I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.