Psalms 120

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

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

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

Gospod, reši me ustne lažnjive, zvijačnega jezika.

3 What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

Kaj naj ti dá, ali kaj pridene jezik zvijačni?

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

Besede podobne ostrim pušicam mogočnega, primérne žarjavici brinjevi.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

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

6 My soul hath long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

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

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

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