Psalms 120

¹In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.

²Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

³What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?

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

⁵Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

⁶My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

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