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.

Canticum graduum. [Ad Dominum cum tribularer clamavi, et exaudivit me.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

Domine, libera animam meam a labiis iniquis et a lingua dolosa.

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

Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur tibi ad linguam dolosam?

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

Sagittæ potentis acutæ, cum carbonibus desolatoriis.

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

Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est! habitavi cum habitantibus Cedar;

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

multum incola fuit anima mea.

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

Cum his qui oderunt pacem eram pacificus; cum loquebar illis, impugnabant me gratis.]