Psalms 120

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

Canticum graduum. [Ad Dominum cum tribularer clamavi, et exaudivit me.

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

Domine, libera animam meam a labiis iniquis et a lingua dolosa.

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

Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur tibi ad linguam dolosam?

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

Sagittæ potentis acutæ, cum carbonibus desolatoriis.

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

Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est! habitavi cum habitantibus Cedar;

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

multum incola fuit anima mea.

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

Cum his qui oderunt pacem eram pacificus; cum loquebar illis, impugnabant me gratis.]