Psalms 120

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

Na minha angústia clamei ao Senhor, e me ouviu.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

Senhor, livra a minha alma dos lábios mentirosos e da língua enganadora.

3 What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

Que te será dado, ou que te será acrescentado, língua enganadora?

4 With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

Flechas agudas do valente, com brazas vivas de zimbro.

5 I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

Ai de mim, que peregrino em Mesech, e habito nas tendas de Kedar.

6 I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

A minha alma bastante tempo habitou com os que detestam a paz.

7 I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

Pacífico sou, porém quando eu falo já eles procuram guerra.