Salmos 120

1 In my distress I cried to LORD, and he answered me.

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be done more to thee, thou deceitful tongue?

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

6 My soul has long had her dwelling with him who hates peace.

7 I am [for] peace, but when I speak, they are for war.