Psalms 120

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have called to YHWH in my distress, And He answers me.

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

2 O YHWH, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

‘Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.’

3 What does He give to you? And what does He add to you? O deceitful tongue!

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with coals of broom trees.

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

5 Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul has dwelt too much with him who is hating peace.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

7 I—peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!

I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.