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 Ascents. In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.

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

O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a 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, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

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

Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!

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

My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

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

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