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In my distress to God I cried and he

In my distress to God I cry’d,
and he gave ear to me.
From lying lips, and guileful tongue,
O Lord, my soul set free.

What shall be giv’n thee? or what shall
be done to thee, false tongue?
Ev’n burning coals of juniper,
sharp arrows of the strong.

Woe’s me that I in Mesech am
a sojourner so long;
That I in tabernacles dwell
to Kedar that belong.

My soul with him that hateth peace
hath long a dweller been.
I am for peace; but when I speak,
for battle they are keen.

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Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Bible Refs: Ps 120;
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