Psalms 120

1 A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

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

2 O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

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

3 What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

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

4 the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

5 Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

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

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

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

7 With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.

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