Psalm 120

A Song of Ascents.
 In my distress I called to the Lord, 
     and he answered me. 
 Deliver me, O Lord, 
     from lying lips, 
     from a deceitful tongue.
 What shall be given to you, 
     and what more shall be done to you, 
     you deceitful tongue? 
 A warrior's sharp arrows, 
     with glowing coals of the broom tree!
 Woe to me, that I sojourn in Meshech,  
     that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! 
 Too long have I had my dwelling 
     among those who hate peace. 
 I am for peace, 
     but when I speak, they are for war!