📖 Psalms 120
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A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lorde in my trouble, and hee heard me.
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2
Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.
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3
What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?
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4
It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.
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5
Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
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6
My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
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7
I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.