المزامير 120

1A song of ascents. In my distress I called to GOD—who answered me.

2O ETERNAL One, save me from treacherous lips,from a deceitful tongue!

3What can you profit,what can you gain,O deceitful tongue?

4A warrior’s sharp arrows,with hot coals of broom-wood.

5Woe is me, that I live with Meshech,that I dwell among the clans of Kedar.

6Too long have I dwelt with those who hate peace.

7I am all peace;but when I speak,they are for war.