1 In my distress I cried to 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, And He answered me.
2 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, deliver my being from false lips, From a treacherous tongue.
3 What would one give to you, Or what would one do to you, O treacherous tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of a mighty man, With coals of the broom-wood!
5 Woe to me for I have sojourned in Mesheḵ, I have dwelt among the tents of Qĕḏar!
6 My being has dwelt too long With him who hates peace.
7 I am peace; But when I speak, they are for fighting.
TEHILLIM (Psalms) Chapter 120
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