A Song of Ascents.
In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.
O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.
What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?
Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.
Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!
My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.
I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.
PS:Soccer Dad had mentioned this psalm in a comment at Gail's post A Psalm of Aseph
5 comments:
It's funny that you quoted this, because I just referred to it at Gail's.
I've said it a lot over the years of Oslo, because of that last sentence.
I read the psalm she posted and saw your comment about Psalm 120 and read it. I had been trying to remember this psalm:
I have reached a nadir moment I would have hoped never to reach. I finally feel I can understand some element of Tehillim 137:8-9, “Looted daughter of Bavel, praised is the one who will pay you your just desserts, as you did to us. Praised is the one who will grab and smash your infants against the stone.”
I should have posted a link to Gail's and your comment. I have corrected.
You didn't need to do that, but thanks.
I meant to do it when I posted it.
I went to a tehillim site to find something that expressed what I was feeling, and Asaph seemed to fit the bill perfectly. So interesting that the Orthodox are reciting it daily, SD.
Thanks for linking Shira, though it would have been fine with me if you hadn't.
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