Psalms 120

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

Pesem preizvrstna. Gospoda sem klical v največji stiski svoji, in uslišal me je.

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

Gospod, reši me ustne lažnjive, zvijačnega jezika.

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

Kaj naj ti dá, ali kaj pridene jezik zvijačni?

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

Besede podobne ostrim pušicam mogočnega, primérne žarjavici brinjevi.

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

Gorjé meni, ker popotujem toliko časa, stanujem kakor prebivalci šatorov Kedarski.

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

Predolgo zdí se duši moji da je prebivala pri sovražniku mirú.

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

Jaz ljubim mir, ali ko govorim, kličejo oni na boj.