David prays against Doeg, 1, 2; reproves his tongue, 3, 4; complains of his necessary conversation with the wicked, 5-7.
1 [A Song of Degrees.] In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.
2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips and from a deceitful tongue.
3 What shall be given to you? Or what shall be done to you, you false tongue?
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty with coals of juniper.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!
6 My soul has long dwelt with him who hates peace.
7 I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.
Matthew Henry Commentary - Psalms, Chapter 120