Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

8(not in this translation)