PSALMS.
Chapter 120.
A song for going up to worship. When I was in trouble, I cried out to the Lord, and he answered me. 
O Lord, rescue me from lying lips and from a deceitful tongue. 
You deceitful tongue, what can the Lord give you? What more can he do for you? 
He will give you a warrior’s sharpened arrows and red-hot coals. 
How horrible it is to live as a foreigner in Meshech or to stay in the tents of Kedar. 
I have lived too long with those who hate peace. 
I am for peace, but when I talk about it, they only talk about war. 
