Psalms 120

1 A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.

A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.

O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

7 I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.

I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.