Psalms 120 — NWB

120Verse 1A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.^{Verse 2}Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.^{Verse 3}What shall be given to thee? or what shall be done to thee, thou false tongue?^{Verse 4}Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.^{Verse 5}Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!^{Verse 6}My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.^{Verse 7}I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.