Psalms 120

1 A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me.

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

2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

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

3 What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for [thy] crafty tongue?

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

4 Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

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

5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

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

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

Too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

7 I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.

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