| 1 | A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me. |
| 2 | O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue. |
| 3 | What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?: |
| 4 | the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation. |
| 5 | Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar. |
| 6 | My soul has long been a sojourner. |
| 7 | With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause. |
