5/11/2006

Ps. 120

I call on the LORD in my distress,
and he answers me.
Save me, O LORD, from lying lips and from deceitful toungues.
What will he do to you,
and what more besides, O deceitful tongue?
He will punish you with a warrior's sharp arrows,
with burning coals of the broom tree.

Woe to me that I dwell in Meschech,
that I live among the tends of Kedar!
Too long have I lived among those who hate peace.
I am a man of peace;
but when I speak, they are for war.

3 Comments:

Blogger M. Hunsberger said...

Whoa! He lives on the internet! I thought I would never see another post from you again...

8:33 AM  
Blogger Vigilante Clowns of Justice said...

I'll try to post more for my reader. :)

11:59 AM  
Blogger threefoldcord said...

Good verse... especially for days like these.

And I'm glad that thoughts of snake-killing are now on your mind as you patrol the lonely shores of Lake Bob through all hours of the night:)

~kt

6:40 PM  

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