Psalms Chapter 119 - Catholic Public Domain Version | Corpus Christi Roman Catholic Church

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Better is the poor who walks in his simplicity, than the rich who twists his lips and is unwise.

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