| Chapter 120 |
1 | In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me. |
2 | Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, From a deceitful tongue. |
3 | What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, You deceitful tongue? |
4 | Sharp arrows of the mighty, With coals of juniper. |
5 | Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar! |
6 | My soul has had her dwelling too long With him who hates peace. |
7 | I am for peace, But when I speak, they are for war. Psalm 121 A Song of Ascents. |