Psalms 119:32
1In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.a
2O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.b
3What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.c
4The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.d
5Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:e
6My soul hath been long a sojourner.f
7With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.g