Psalms 120

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

Na minha angustia clamei ao Senhor, e me ouviu.

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

Senhor, livra a minha alma dos labios mentirosos e da lingua enganadora.

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

Que te será dado, ou que te será accrescentado, lingua enganadora?

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

Frechas agudas do valente, com brazas vivas de zimbro.

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

Ai de mim, que peregrino em Mesech, e habito nas tendas de Kedar.

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

A minha alma bastante tempo habitou com os que detestam a paz.

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

Pacifico sou, porém quando eu fallo já elles procuram guerra.