At Matins just this morning, parts of the first song of ascents were sung. In these dangerous times in both Ukraine and the United States, I consider this psalm in the Robert Alter translation and will say no more till I have soaked in prayerful discernment for more than a knee-jerk reaction can allow:
To the Lord when I was in straits
I called out and He answered me.
Lord, save my life from lying lips,
from a tongue of deceit.
What can it give you, what can it add,
a tongue of deceit?
A warrior’s honed arrows
with broom-wood coals.
Woe to me for I have sojourned in Meshech,
dwelt among the tents of Kedar.
Long has my whole being dwelt
among those who hate peace.
I am for peace, but when I speak,
they are for war.
-Psalm 120, in Robert Alter, The Book of Psalms: A Translation with Commentary, p. 435-6