Psalm 120Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed. 1 In my distress to God I cried, And he gave ear to me. From lying lips and guileful tongue, O Lord, my soul set free. 2 What shall be given thee? or what Be done to thee, false tongue ? Ev'n burning coals of juniper, Sharp arrows of the strong. 3 Alas for me, that I abide In Mesech's land so long! That I in tabernacles dwell, To Kedar that belong. 4 My soul with him that hateth peace Hath long a dweller been. I am for peace; but when I speak, For battle they are keen. 1 In my distress I cried to God, My earnest cry Jehovah heard; From lying lips and tongue of fraud, Deliver thou my soul, O Lord. 2 To thee, false tongue, what shall be done ? What for thy lies a fit return? Sharp arrows of a mighty one, With coals of juniper that burn. 3 Alas for me that I so long Sojourn with Mesech's godless race: And near the tents of Kedar's throng Am forced to make my dwelling-place. 4 I long have made my dwelling-place With such as seek my peace to mar: With them I fain would live in peace, But when I speak, they are for war. |
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