Psalms 120

1 A song of ascents. In my distress I called out to Yahweh, and he answered me.

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

2 Rescue my life, Yahweh, from those who lie with their lips and deceive with their tongues.

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

3 How will he punish you, and what more will he do to you, you who have a lying tongue?

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

4 He will punish you with the arrows of a warrior sharpened over burning coals of the broom tree.

Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

5 Woe is me because I temporarily live in Meshech; I lived previously among the tents of Kedar.

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

6 For too long I have lived with those who hate peace.

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

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

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