Psalm 119

The Eighteenth Kathisma

¹ A Song of Degrees.

In mine affliction I cried to the Lord,

and he hearkened to me.

² Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips,

and from a deceitful tongue.

³ What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee,

for thy crafty tongue?

⁴ Sharpened weapons of the mighty,

with coals of the desert.

⁵ Woe is me, that my sojourning is ^[1]prolonged;

I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

⁶ My soul hath long been a sojourner;

⁷ I was peaceable among them that hated peace;

when I spake to them, they warred against me without a cause.