< Psalms 120 >

1 A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.
In my distress I cried to Jehovah, and he answered me.
2 O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.
Deliver my soul, O Jehovah, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.
3 What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:
What shall be given to thee, and what shall be done more to thee, thou deceitful tongue?
4 the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.
Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
5 Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.
Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
6 My soul has long been a sojourner.
My soul has long had her dwelling with him who hates peace.
7 With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.
I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.

< Psalms 120 >