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 Let your hand be ready to help me, * for I have chosen your commandments.

I long for your salvation, O, * and your law is my delight.

Let me live, and I will praise you, * and let your judgments help me.

I have gone astray like a sheep that is lost; * search for your servant, for I do not forget your commandments.

When I was in trouble, I called to the ; * I called to the, and he answered me.

Deliver me, O, from lying lips * and from the deceitful tongue.

What shall be done to you, and what more besides, * O you deceitful tongue?

The sharpened arrows of a warrior, * along with hot glowing coals.

How hateful it is that I must lodge in Meshech * and dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Too long have I had to live * among the enemies of peace.

I am on the side of peace, * but when I speak of it, they are for war.