Psalms 120

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

Canticum graduum. Ad Dominum cum tribularer clamavi: et exaudivit me.

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

Domine libera animam meam a labiis iniquis, et a lingua dolosa.

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

Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur tibi ad linguam dolosam?

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

Sagittae potentis acutae, cum carbonibus desolatoriis.

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

Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est: habitavi cum habitantibus Cedar:

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

multum incola fuit anima mea.

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

Cum his, qui oderunt pacem, eram pacificus: cum loquebar illis, impugnabant me gratis.