Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I cried—and he answered me.

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

2 O Yahweh! rescue thou my soul—from the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.

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

3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be added to thee, thou deceitful tongue?

What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for [thy] crafty tongue?

4 The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.

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

5 Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek, —That I abide near the tents of Kedar!

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

6 Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:

My soul has long been a sojourner;

7 I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!

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