Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

4Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

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

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

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

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

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

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

7I <FI>am<Fi> peace, and when I speak they <FI>are<Fi> for war!