Salmos 120

1 Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I criedand he answered me.

2 O Yahweh! rescue thou my soulfrom the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.

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

4 The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.

5 Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek,That I abide near the tents of Kedar!

6 Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:

7 I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!