@ In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.
@ Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
@ What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
@ Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
@ Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
@ My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
@ I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.