Psalms 120

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

[the] song of The ascents to Yahweh in distress of me I called out and he answered me.

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

O Yahweh deliver! self my from a lip of falsehood from a tongue deceit.

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

What? will anyone give to you and what? will anyone add to you O tongue deceit.

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

Arrows of a warrior sharpened with burning coals of broom plants.

5 Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

Woe! to me that I have sojourned Meshech I have dwelt with [the] tents of Kedar.

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

Much it has dwelt itself self my with [one 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] peace and that I speak they [are] for war.