Psalms 120

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

A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

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

O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

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

What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

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

the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

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

Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants 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!

With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.