The Eighteenth Kathisma
First Stasis
Psalm 119
Complaint Against Treacherous Tongues
(A Song of Ascents)
—In my distress I cried out to the Lord And He listened to me.
—O Lord, save my soul from unjust lips and from a deceitful tongue.
—What shall be given you and what more shall be done to you, you deceitful tongue?
—Sharpened is the weapon of the mighty warrior with firebrands made of the broomtree.
—Woe is me that my exile has been so long; that I have set up my tent in the camp of Kedar.
—Long have I lived among those who hate peace. I was peaceable, but when I spoke to them they warred against me without cause.
is there more of this?
vvadriver 1 month ago