Psalms 120

1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.

A Song of Ascents. In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.

2 Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.

O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

3 What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.

Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!

6 My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

7 I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.

I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.