Psalms 120

1 A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

A Song of degrees. In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

2 O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

3 What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.

5 Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

6 My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

7 I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.

I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.