| Chapter 120 |
1 | A Song of the going up.
In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer. |
2 | O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit. |
3 | What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue? |
4 | Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire. |
5 | Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar. |
6 | My soul has long been living with the haters of peace. |
7 | I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war. |