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.

[the] song of The ascents to Yahweh in distress of me I called out and he answered me.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

O Yahweh deliver! self my from a lip of falsehood from a tongue deceit.

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

What? will anyone give to you and what? will anyone add to you O tongue deceit.

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

Arrows of a warrior sharpened with burning coals of broom plants.

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

Woe! to me that I have sojourned Meshech I have dwelt with [the] tents of Kedar.

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

Much it has dwelt itself self my with [one who] hates peace.

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

I [am] peace and that I speak they [are] for war.