Psalm 120

A Song of degrees.

1        In my distress to God I cry'd,

                   and he gave ear to me.

2        From lying lips, and guileful tongue,

                   O Lord, my soul set free.

3        What shall be giv'n thee? or what shall

                   be done to thee, false tongue?

4        Ev'n burning coals of juniper,

                   sharp arrows of the strong.

5        Woe's me that I in Mesech am

                   a sojourner so long;

          That I in tabernacles dwell

                   to Kedar that belong.

6        My soul with him that hateth peace

                   hath long a dweller been.

7        I am for peace; but when I speak,

                   for battle they are keen.