< תהילים 120 >
שִׁיר הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֶל־יְהֹוָה בַּצָּרָתָה לִּי קָרָאתִי וַֽיַּעֲנֵֽנִי׃ | 1 |
A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.
יְֽהֹוָה הַצִּילָה נַפְשִׁי מִשְּׂפַת־שֶׁקֶר מִלָּשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃ | 2 |
“Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.”
מַה־יִּתֵּן לְךָ וּמַה־יֹּסִיף לָךְ לָשׁוֹן רְמִיָּֽה׃ | 3 |
What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?
חִצֵּי גִבּוֹר שְׁנוּנִים עִם גַּחֲלֵי רְתָמִֽים׃ | 4 |
Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.
אֽוֹיָה־לִי כִּי־גַרְתִּי מֶשֶׁךְ שָׁכַנְתִּי עִֽם־אׇהֳלֵי קֵדָֽר׃ | 5 |
Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.
רַבַּת שָֽׁכְנָה־לָּהּ נַפְשִׁי עִם שׂוֹנֵא שָׁלֽוֹם׃ | 6 |
Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.
אֲֽנִי־שָׁלוֹם וְכִי אֲדַבֵּר הֵמָּה לַמִּלְחָמָֽה׃ | 7 |
I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.