(A song for worship.)
A Prayer for the Lord's Help
1 When I am in trouble, I pray,
2 “Come and save me, Lord,
from deceitful liars!”
3 What punishment is fitting
for you deceitful liars?
4 Your reward should be
sharp and flaming arrows!
5 But I must live as a foreigner
among the people of Meshech
and in the tents of Kedar.
6 I have spent too much time
living among people
who hate peace.
7 I am in favor of peace,
but when I speak of it,
all they want is war.
1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me. 2 Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue. 3 What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee? 4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper. 5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar. 6 My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace. 7 I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.