Psalms 120

1 In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

1In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.

2O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

2Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

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

4Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

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

5Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

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

6My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

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

7I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.

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