詩篇 120

1 我受難時一呼求上主，祂就俯聽了我的呼求。

The song of greces. Whanne Y was set in tribulacioun, Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me.

2 上主，求您救我脫離說謊者的口脣，上主，求您救我擺脫詭詐的舌根。

Lord, delyuere thou my soule fro wickid lippis; and fro a gileful tunge.

3 您這詭詐的口舌，究竟怎樣對待付您？究竟怎樣懲治您？

What schal be youun to thee, ether what schal be leid to thee; to a gileful tunge?

4 只有勇士的矢箭，還有杜松的火炭！

Scharpe arowis of the myyti; with colis that maken desolat.

5 我真不幸! 因為要在默舍客居住，要在刻達爾的帳幕寄宿。

Allas to me! for my dwelling in an alien lond is maad long, Y dwellide with men dwellinge in Cedar; my soule was myche a comelyng.

6 因與憎惡和平的人相處，我的靈魂已經感到太久。

I was pesible with hem that hatiden pees;

7 我言談無非和平，他們卻鼓勵戰爭。

whanne Y spak to hem, thei ayenseiden me with outen cause.