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 called out to Yahweh, and he answered me.

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

Rescue my life, Yahweh, from those who lie with their lips and deceive with their tongues.

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

How will he punish you, and what more will he do to you, you who have a lying tongue?

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

He will punish you with the arrows of a warrior sharpened over burning coals of the broom tree.

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

Woe is me because I temporarily live in Meshech; I lived previously among the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

For too long I have lived with 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 for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.