Psalms 120

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

In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

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

O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

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

What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

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

The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6 My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

My soul hath been long a sojourner.

7 I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.

With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.