Psalms 120

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

“A psalm of steps.” In my distress I called upon the LORD, And he answered me.

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

O LORD! deliver me from lying lips, From the deceitful tongue!

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

What profit to thee, Or what advantage to thee, is the false tongue?

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

It is like the sharp arrows of the mighty man; Like coals of the juniper.

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

Alas for me, that I sojourn in Mesech, That I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

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

Too long have I dwelt With them that hate peace!

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

I am for peace; yet, when I speak for it, They are for war.