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The Book of Psalms

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- Kapitel 120 -

In my distress I cried out to the Lord

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.(a)
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.

Fußnoten

(a)119:4 In other words, there will be nothing left but burning embers.(Conte)
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