< Psalms 120 >

1 A Song of degrees. In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.
تَرْنِيمَةُ ٱلْمَصَاعِدِ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ فِي ضِيْقِي صَرَخْتُ فَٱسْتَجَابَ لِي.١
2 Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.
يَارَبُّ، نَجِّ نَفْسِي مِنْ شِفَاهِ ٱلْكَذِبِ، مِنْ لِسَانِ غِشٍّ.٢
3 What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?
مَاذَا يُعْطِيكَ وَمَاذَا يَزِيدُ لَكَ لِسَانُ ٱلْغِشِّ؟٣
4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.
سِهَامَ جَبَّارٍ مَسْنُونَةً مَعَ جَمْرِ ٱلرَّتَمِ.٤
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
وَيْلِي لِغُرْبَتِي فِي مَاشِكَ، لِسَكَنِي فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ!٥
6 My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.
طَالَ عَلَى نَفْسِي سَكَنُهَا مَعَ مُبْغِضِ ٱلسَّلَامِ.٦
7 I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.
أَنَا سَلَامٌ، وَحِينَمَا أَتَكَلَّمُ فَهُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ.٧

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