Psalmi 120

1 Svētku dziesma. Es piesaucu To Kungu savās bēdās, un Viņš mani paklausa.

A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

2 Kungs, izglāb manu dvēseli no melkuļu lūpām un viltnieku mēlēm.

O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

3 Ko viltīgā mēle Tev dos, jeb ko viņa Tev pieliks?

What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

4 Tā ir kā varoņa asas bultas, kā degošas paegļu ogles.

the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

5 Ak vai, man, ka esmu svešinieks iekš Mešeha, un ka man jādzīvo Kedara dzīvokļos.

Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

6 Par ilgu manai dvēselei dzīvot pie tiem, kas mieru ienīst.

My soul has long been a sojourner.

7 Es turu mieru, bet tikko es runāju, tad tie ceļ ķildu.

With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.