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שִׁיר הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֶל־יְהֹוָה בַּצָּרָתָה לִּי קָרָאתִי וַֽיַּעֲנֵֽנִי׃ 1
A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.
יְֽהֹוָה הַצִּילָה נַפְשִׁי מִשְּׂפַת־שֶׁקֶר מִלָּשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃ 2
Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!
מַה־יִּתֵּן לְךָ וּמַה־יֹּסִיף לָךְ לָשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃ 3
What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?
חִצֵּי גִבּוֹר שְׁנוּנִים עִם גַּחֲלֵי רְתָמִֽים׃ 4
With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.
אֽוֹיָה־לִי כִּי־גַרְתִּי מֶשֶׁךְ שָׁכַנְתִּי עִֽם־אׇהֳלֵי קֵדָֽר׃ 5
I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.
רַבַּת שָֽׁכְנָה־לָּהּ נַפְשִׁי עִם שׂוֹנֵא שָׁלֽוֹם׃ 6
I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.
אֲֽנִי־שָׁלוֹם וְכִי אֲדַבֵּר הֵמָּה לַמִּלְחָמָֽה׃ 7
I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

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