From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650
1 In my distress to God I cry'd, and he gave ear to me. 2 From lying lips, and guileful tongue, O Lord, my soul set free. 3 What shall be giv'n thee? or what shall be done to thee, false tongue? 4 Ev'n burning coals of juniper, sharp arrows of the strong. 5 Woe's me that I in Mesech am a sojourner so long; That I in tabernacles dwell to Kedar that belong. 6 My soul with him that hateth peace hath long a dweller been. 7 I am for peace; but when I speak, for battle they are keen.
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