Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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