Psalms
Chapter 119
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A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.
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O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.
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What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:
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the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.
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Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.
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My soul has long been a sojourner.
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With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.