Psalms 120

1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.

A Song of degrees. In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

2 Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.

Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

3 What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.

Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.

5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.

Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

6 My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

7 I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.

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