- A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me
- O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue
- What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?
- the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation
- Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar
- My soul has long been a sojourner
- With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause