Psalms 120

1	A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.
2	O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.
3	What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?
4	Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.
5	Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.
6	My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.
7	I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.