Psalms 120

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

Svētku dziesma. Es piesaucu To Kungu savās bēdās, un Viņš mani paklausa.

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

Kungs, izglāb manu dvēseli no melkuļu lūpām un viltnieku mēlēm.

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

Ko viltīgā mēle Tev dos, jeb ko viņa Tev pieliks?

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

Tā ir kā varoņa asas bultas, kā degošas paegļu ogles.

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

Ak vai, man, ka esmu svešinieks iekš Mešeha, un ka man jādzīvo Kedara dzīvokļos.

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

Par ilgu manai dvēselei dzīvot pie tiem, kas mieru ienīst.

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

Es turu mieru, bet tikko es runāju, tad tie ceļ ķildu.