Psalms 55:21
The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords.
More from Psalms 55
Verse 1
[[To the chief Musician on Neginoth, Maschil, A Psalm of David.]] Give ear to my prayer, O God; and hide not thyself from my supplication.
Verse 2
Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;
Verse 3
Because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate
Verse 4
My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen
Verse 5
Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed