Psalms 120
	- 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.