PS-120:1 A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried unto the LORD,
 and he heard

me.

PS-120:2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a 
deceitful

tongue.

PS-120:3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done 
unto thee, thou

false tongue?

PS-120:4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

PS-120:5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in 
the tents of

Kedar!

PS-120:6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

PS-120:7 I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.



 

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