Psalms 120

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

ᾠδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν πρὸς κύριον ἐν τῷ θλίβεσθαί με ἐκέκραξα καὶ εἰσήκουσέν μου

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

κύριε ῥῦσαι τὴν ψυχήν μου ἀπὸ χειλέων ἀδίκων καὶ ἀπὸ γλώσσης δολίας

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

τί δοθείη σοι καὶ τί προστεθείη σοι πρὸς γλῶσσαν δολίαν

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

τὰ βέλη τοῦ δυνατοῦ ἠκονημένα σὺν τοῖς ἄνθραξιν τοῖς ἐρημικοῖς

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

οἴμμοι ὅτι ἡ παροικία μου ἐμακρύνθη κατεσκήνωσα μετὰ τῶν σκηνωμάτων Κηδαρ

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

πολλὰ παρῴκησεν ἡ ψυχή μου

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

μετὰ τῶν μισούντων τὴν εἰρήνην ἤμην εἰρηνικός ὅταν ἐλάλουν αὐτοῖς ἐπολέμουν με δωρεάν