The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Book of Psalms
(A song of ascents.)
Not unheeded I cry to the Lord in the hour of my distress.
Lord, have pity and deliver me from the treacherous lips, the perjured tongue.
Perjurer, he will give thee all thy deserts and more;
sharp arrows from a warrior’s bow, blazing faggots of broom.
Unhappy I, that live an exile in Mosoch, or dwell among the tents of Cedar!
Long banished here among the enemies of peace,
for peace I plead, and their cry is still for battle.
The Holy Bible