Psalms 120

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

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

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

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

3 What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

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

4 With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

5 I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

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

6 I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

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

7 I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

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