Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

4Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

8(not in this translation)