1 I cried to God in my distress,
And by the lord my prayer was heard;
O save me, Lord, from lying lips
And from the false, deceitful word.
2 What woe for falsehood can atone,
Or punish the deceitful tongue,
The tongue whose speech consumes like fire,
Whose words like deadly shafts are flung?
3 Alas for me, whose lot is cast
With those who find their joy in strife!
With those who hate the paths of peace
I long have dwelt and spent my life.
4 In though and act I am for peace,
Peace I pursue and ever seek;
But those about me are for strife,
Though I in love and kindness speak.
The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912
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|The Cyber Hymnal #2759||I Cried to God in My Distress||I cried to God in my distress||BABYLON'S STREAMS||Anonymous||LM||<cite>The Psalter</cite> (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 343|