Psalms 120

1 A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

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

2 O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

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

3 What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

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

4 the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

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

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 hath long dwelt with them that hate 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.