Psalms 120

1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.

In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

2 O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

3 What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!

What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.

The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5 Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6 Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

My soul hath been long a sojourner.

7 I [am] peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!

With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.