psalm

A song for going up to worship.

120 
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.