1201 I took my troubles to the Lord ; I cried out to him, and he answered my prayer. 2 Rescue me, O Lord, from liars and from all deceitful people. 3 OÂ deceptive tongue, what will God do to you? How will he increase your punishment? 4 You will be pierced with sharp arrows and burned with glowing coals.
5 How I suffer in far-off Meshech. It pains me to live in distant Kedar. 6 I am tired of living among people who hate peace. 7 I search for peace; but when I speak of peace, they want war!
1201 I'm in trouble. I cry to God, desperate for an answer: 2 "Deliver me from the liars, God! They smile so sweetly but lie through their teeth." 3 Do you know what's next, can you see what's coming, all you barefaced liars? 4 Pointed arrows and burning coals will be your reward.
5 I'm doomed to live in Meshech, cursed with a home in Kedar, 6 My whole life lived camping among quarreling neighbors. 7 I'm all for peace, but the minute I tell them so, they go to war!
