Apocrypha · Chapter 53 of 148
Wisdom of Faith
I cried unto thee, O Lord, in my oppression, and thou hearkenest unto me.
2O Lord, save my soul from unjust lips and from crafty tongues.
3What will be given unto thee or what will be added unto thee with a crafty tongue?
4The arrows of the strong one are made sharp with the coal of the desert.
5Woe unto me, that my dwelling is far off, and I dwelt in the tents of Kedar.
6My soul hath dwelt in many regions as a guest.
Words in this chapter
What these words meant in the original — and where else they appear.
About Pistis Sophia
An apocryphal or pseudepigraphal text — outside the canon of the Western churches, yet widely circulated among ancient Jews and Christians. English text: Pistis Sophia (London: J. M. Watkins), G. R. S. Mead, 1921 (public domain). Portuguese and Spanish: Lux Veritas translations from this edition.
Source: Pistis Sophia (London: J. M. Watkins), G. R. S. Mead (1921) · public domain