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Chapter 119
Psal DRC 119:1  In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.
Psal DRC 119:2  O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.
Psal DRC 119:3  What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue?
Psal DRC 119:4  The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.
Psal DRC 119:5  Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of Cedar:
Psal DRC 119:7  With them that hated peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.