Psalms 120

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

Canticum graduum. Ad Dominum cum tribularer clamavi, et exaudivit me.

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

Domine, libera animam meam a labiis iniquis et a lingua dolosa.

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

Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur tibi ad linguam dolosam?

4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

Sagittæ potentis acutæ, cum carbonibus desolatoriis.

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

Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus prolongatus est! habitavi cum habitantibus Cedar;

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

multum incola fuit anima mea.

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

Cum his qui oderunt pacem eram pacificus; cum loquebar illis, impugnabant me gratis.