Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I cried—and he answered me.

Pesem preizvrstna. Gospoda sem klical v največji stiski svoji, in uslišal me je.

2 O Yahweh! rescue thou my soul—from the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.

Gospod, reši me ustne lažnjive, zvijačnega jezika.

3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be added to thee, thou deceitful tongue?

Kaj naj ti dá, ali kaj pridene jezik zvijačni?

4 The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.

Besede podobne ostrim pušicam mogočnega, primérne žarjavici brinjevi.

5 Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek, —That I abide near the tents of Kedar!

Gorjé meni, ker popotujem toliko časa, stanujem kakor prebivalci šatorov Kedarski.

6 Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:

Predolgo zdí se duši moji da je prebivala pri sovražniku mirú.

7 I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!

Jaz ljubim mir, ali ko govorim, kličejo oni na boj.