Psalms 120

1 A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he listened to me.

שִׁיר הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֶל־יְהֹוָה בַּצָּרָתָה לִּי קָרָאתִי וַֽיַּעֲנֵֽנִי׃

2 Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

יְֽהֹוָה הַצִּילָה נַפְשִׁי מִשְּׂפַת־שֶׁקֶר מִלָּשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃

3 What should be given to you, and what should be added to you, for [your] crafty tongue?

מַה־יִּתֵּן לְךָ וּמַה־יֹּסִיף לָךְ לָשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃

4 Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

חִצֵּי גִבּוֹר שְׁנוּנִים עִם גַּחֲלֵי רְתָמִֽים׃

5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

אֽוֹיָה־לִי כִּי־גַרְתִּי מֶשֶׁךְ שָׁכַנְתִּי עִֽם־אׇהֳלֵי קֵדָֽר׃

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

רַבַּת שָֽׁכְנָה־לָּהּ נַפְשִׁי עִם שׂוֹנֵא שָׁלֽוֹם׃

7 I was peaceful among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.

אֲֽנִי־שָׁלוֹם וְכִי אֲדַבֵּר הֵמָּה לַמִּלְחָמָֽה׃