诗篇 120

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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.

WEBREATH · 11:11

「愿凡有气息的都赞美雅」 — 诗篇 150:6

呼吸为所有人共有：每个人都靠它而活，无论他是谁，无论他信仰什么。每天当地时间 11:11，人们停下六十秒，呼吸，并为呼吸感谢神——各用自己的话，各在自己心中。在这一分钟里，我们是同一次呼吸。