Psalms 120

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

When I had troubles, I called out to Yahweh and he answered me.

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

[I prayed], “Yahweh, rescue/save me from people [SYN, MTY] who lie to me and [try to] deceive me!”

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

You people who lie to me, [I will tell you] [RHQ] what [God] will do to you and what he will do to punish you.

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

He will shoot sharp arrows at you like soldiers do, and he will [burn you with] red-hot coals from [the wood of] a broom tree.

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

It is terrible for me, living among cruel/savage [DOU] people [like those who live] in Meshech [region] and Kedar [region].

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

I have lived for a long time among people who hate [to live with others] peacefully.

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

Every time I talk about living together peacefully, they talk about starting a war.