Psalms 120

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

A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me.

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

Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

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

What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for [thy] crafty tongue?

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

Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

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

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

My soul has long been a sojourner;

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

I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.