Psalms 120 WBT

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

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

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

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

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

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

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