Psalms 120

1 A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.

١ تَرْنِيمَةُ ٱلْمَصَاعِدِ إِلَى ٱلرَّبِّ فِي ضِيْقِي صَرَخْتُ فَٱسْتَجَابَ لِي.

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

٢ يَارَبُّ، نَجِّ نَفْسِي مِنْ شِفَاهِ ٱلْكَذِبِ، مِنْ لِسَانِ غِشٍّ.

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

٣ مَاذَا يُعْطِيكَ وَمَاذَا يَزِيدُ لَكَ لِسَانُ ٱلْغِشِّ؟

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

٤ سِهَامَ جَبَّارٍ مَسْنُونَةً مَعَ جَمْرِ ٱلرَّتَمِ.

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

٥ وَيْلِي لِغُرْبَتِي فِي مَاشِكَ، لِسَكَنِي فِي خِيَامِ قِيدَارَ!

6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

٦ طَالَ عَلَى نَفْسِي سَكَنُهَا مَعَ مُبْغِضِ ٱلسَّلَامِ.

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

٧ أَنَا سَلَامٌ، وَحِينَمَا أَتَكَلَّمُ فَهُمْ لِلْحَرْبِ.