Psalms 120

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

In my distress I cried unto Yhwh, and he heard me.

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

Deliver my soul, O Yhwh, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

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

What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

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

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

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

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

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

My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

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

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