Psalms 120

1 A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.

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

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

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

3 What shall be given to thee? or what shall be done to thee, thou false tongue?

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

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

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

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

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

6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

My soul has long been a sojourner.

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

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