Psalms 120

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

A Song of Ascents. In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.

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

O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

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

What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

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

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

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

Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

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

I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.