< Ψαλμοί 120 >
1 ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν πρὸς κύριον ἐν τῷ θλίβεσθαί με ἐκέκραξα καὶ εἰσήκουσέν μου
A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.
2 κύριε ῥῦσαι τὴν ψυχήν μου ἀπὸ χειλέων ἀδίκων καὶ ἀπὸ γλώσσης δολίας
Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.
3 τί δοθείη σοι καὶ τί προστεθείη σοι πρὸς γλῶσσαν δολίαν
What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?
4 τὰ βέλη τοῦ δυνατοῦ ἠκονημένα σὺν τοῖς ἄνθραξιν τοῖς ἐρημικοῖς
It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.
5 οἴμμοι ὅτι ἡ παροικία μου ἐμακρύνθη κατεσκήνωσα μετὰ τῶν σκηνωμάτων Κηδαρ
Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.
6 πολλὰ παρῴκησεν ἡ ψυχή μου
My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
7 μετὰ τῶν μισούντων τὴν εἰρήνην ἤμην εἰρηνικός ὅταν ἐλάλουν αὐτοῖς ἐπολέμουν με δωρεάν
I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.