In my distress I cried unto the
LORD, and he heard me.
120:2
Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a
deceitful tongue.
120:3
What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto
thee, thou false tongue?
120:4
Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
120:5
Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in the
tents of Kedar!
120:6
My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
120:7
I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.