Psalms 120

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

Pesem preizvrstna. Gospoda sem klical v največji stiski svoji, in uslišal me je.

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

Gospod, reši me ustne lažnjive, zvijačnega jezika.

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

Kaj naj ti dá, ali kaj pridene jezik zvijačni?

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

Besede podobne ostrim pušicam mogočnega, primérne žarjavici brinjevi.

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

Gorjé meni, ker popotujem toliko časa, stanujem kakor prebivalci šatorov Kedarski.

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

Predolgo zdí se duši moji da je prebivala pri sovražniku mirú.

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

Jaz ljubim mir, ali ko govorim, kličejo oni na boj.