[A Song of degrees.] In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.
2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.
3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
7 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.
1[Aforo Dwom.] M'ahohia mu mesu frɛɛ AWURADE, na ɔtiee me.Under pastoral review
2Gye me kra, Ao AWURADE, firi atorɔ anofafa, ne tɛkrɛma nnaadaa mu.Under pastoral review
3Ɛdeɛn na wɔde bɛma wo? anaa ɛdeɛn na wɔbɛyɛ wo, wo tɛkrɛma atorɔ?Under pastoral review
4Ɔhoɔdenfoɔ agyan a ano yɛ nnam, ne juniper dua nnyensin.Under pastoral review
5Me nnue, sɛ mete Mesek, sɛ mete Kedar ntomadan mu!Under pastoral review
6Me kra ne deɛ ɔtan asomdwoeɛ atena akyɛre.Under pastoral review
7Mepɛ asomdwoeɛ: nanso sɛ mekasa a, wɔpɛ ɔko.Under pastoral review