⁹ Seis días obrarás, y harás toda tu obra;

⁴ Porque Dios mandó, diciendo: Honra a tu padre y a tu madre, y el que maldijere al padre o a la madre, muera irremisiblemente.

¹ In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.

² Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

³ What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?

⁴ Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

⁵ Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

⁶ My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

⁷ I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war. A Song of Ascents.