Psalms 120

1 A song of ascents. In my distress I called out to Yahweh, and he answered me.

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

2 Rescue my life, Yahweh, from those who lie with their lips and deceive with their tongues.

“Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.”

3 How will he punish you, and what more will he do to you, you who have a lying tongue?

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

4 He will punish you with the arrows of a warrior sharpened over burning coals of the broom tree.

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

5 Woe is me because I temporarily live in Meshech; I lived previously among the tents of Kedar.

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

6 For too long I have lived with those who hate peace.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

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

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