Psalms 120
Chapter 120 of 150
1 Prayer of a Returned Exile. A song of ascents. The Lord answered me when I called in my distress:
2 Lord, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a treacherous tongue.
3 What will he inflict on you, O treacherous tongue, and what more besides?
4 A warrior’s arrows sharpened with coals of brush wood!
5 Alas, I am a foreigner in Meshech, I live among the tents of Kedar!
6 Too long do I live among those who hate peace.
7 When I speak of peace, they are for war.