Psalms 120

1 In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

1I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains, from whence help shall come to me.

2 Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

2My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

3 What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

3May he not suffer thy foot to be moved: neither let him slumber that keepeth thee.

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

4Behold he shall neither slumber nor sleep, that keepeth Israel.

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

5The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy protection upon thy right hand.

6 My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

6The sun shall not burn thee by day: nor the moon by night.

7 I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.

7The Lord keepeth thee from all evil: may the Lord keep thy soul.

8(not in this translation)

8May the Lord keep thy coming in and thy going out; from henceforth now and for ever.