A Song of Ascents.
120 1 In my distress I called to our Father, and he answered me.
2 Deliver me, my Father, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue. 3 What will he give to you, and what more will he add to you, you deceitful tongue? 4 A warrior's sharpened arrows, with burning coals of the broom tree. a a v4 The broom tree is a desert shrub whose charcoal burns intensely hot and for a very long time.
5 What misery for me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! b b v5 Meshech lay far to the north and Kedar far to the southeast in the Arabian desert — places at opposite ends of the known world, named together to picture life surrounded by hostile strangers. 6 Too long have I lived among those who hate peace. 7 I am for peace; but when I speak, they are for war.