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 cried to the LORD. He answered me.

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

Deliver my soul, LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

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

What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?

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

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

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

Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell amongst the tents of Kedar!

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

My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates 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.