Psalms 120

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

A song of ascents. In my distress I called out to Yahweh, and he answered me.

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

Rescue my life, Yahweh, from those who lie with their lips and deceive with their tongues.

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

How will he punish you, and what more will he do to you, you who have a lying tongue?

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

He will punish you with the arrows of a warrior sharpened over burning coals of the broom tree.

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

Woe is me because I temporarily live in Meshech; I lived previously among the tents of Kedar.

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

For too long I have lived with those who 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.