\s5
\c 120
\m
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\d A psalm written for people going up to the temple to worship
\q1
\v 1 When I was distressed, I called out to Yahweh
\q2 and he answered me.
\q1
\v 2 I prayed,
\q2 "Yahweh, rescue me from those who lie to me and try to deceive me!"


\s5
\q1
\v 3 You people who lie to me, I will tell you what God will do to you
\q2 and what he will do to punish you.
\q1
\v 4 He will punish you when soldiers shoot sharp arrows at you;
\q2 arrows that were hardened and made sharp
\q2 over hot coals from the wood of a broom tree.


\s5
\q1
\v 5 It is terrible for me, living among cruel people
\q2 like those who live in the regions of Meshech or Kedar.
\q1
\v 6 I have lived for a long time among people who hate to live with others peacefully.
\q1
\v 7 Every time I talk about living together peacefully,
\q2 they talk about starting a war.