Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My soul has long been a sojourner;

7 I am for peace: but when 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.