诗篇 120

我在急难中求告耶和华

A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me. ²Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue. ³What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

⁴It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper. ⁵Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar. ⁶My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

⁷I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.