Psalms 120

1 A song of ascents. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and He answered me.

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips and a deceitful tongue.

‘Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.’

3 What will He do to you, and what will be added to you, O deceitful tongue?

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

4 Sharp arrows will come from the warrior, with burning coals of the broom tree!

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

5 Woe to me that I dwell in Meshech, that I live among the tents of Kedar!

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

6 Too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

7 I am in favor of peace; but when I speak, they want war.

I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.