Psalms 120

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

ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν πρὸς κύριον ἐν τῷ θλίβεσθαί με ἐκέκραξα καὶ εἰσήκουσέν μου

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

κύριε ῥῦσαι τὴν ψυχήν μου ἀπὸ χειλέων ἀδίκων καὶ ἀπὸ γλώσσης δολίας

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

τί δοθείη σοι καὶ τί προστεθείη σοι πρὸς γλῶσσαν δολίαν

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

τὰ βέλη τοῦ δυνατοῦ ἠκονημένα σὺν τοῖς ἄνθραξιν τοῖς ἐρημικοῖς

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

οἴμμοι ὅτι ἡ παροικία μου ἐμακρύνθη κατεσκήνωσα μετὰ τῶν σκηνωμάτων Κηδαρ

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

πολλὰ παρῴκησεν ἡ ψυχή μου

7 With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.

μετὰ τῶν μισούντων τὴν εἰρήνην ἤμην εἰρηνικός ὅταν ἐλάλουν αὐτοῖς ἐπολέμουν με δωρεάν