Psalms 120
- “A Song of Ascents.” In my distress I cried to the LORD, And He heard me.
- Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips And from a deceitful tongue.
- What shall be given to you, Or what shall be done to you, You false tongue?
- Sharp arrows of the warrior, With coals of the broom tree!
- Woe is me, that I dwell in Meshech, That I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
- My soul has dwelt too long With one who hates peace.
- I am for peace; But when I speak, they are for war.



