Psalms 120

7 verses

Verse 1 In my distress, I cried to the Lord. He answered me. Verse 2 Deliver my soul, Lord, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue. Verse 3 What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue? Verse 4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper. Verse 5 Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! Verse 6 My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace. Verse 7 I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.