Psalms 120

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

A Song of Ascents. Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I cried—and he answered me.

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

O Yahweh! rescue thou my soul—from the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.

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

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

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

The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.

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

Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek, —That I abide near the tents of Kedar!

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

Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:

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

I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!