Psalm 120

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