Psalm 120

A Song of Ascents.

In my distress I cry to the LORD,
   that he may answer me:
"Deliver me, O LORD, from lying lips,
   from a treacherous tongue."

What shall be given to you?
 And what more shall be done
   to you, O treacherous tongue?
A warrior's sharpened arrows,
 and fiery coals of the broom tree!

Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech,
 that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
Too long have I had my dwelling
 among those who hate peace.
I am for peace; but when I speak,
   they are for war!