Psalms, Chapter 120
1A song of ascents.*
The LORD answered me
when I called in my distress:a
2LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips,
from a treacherous tongue.b
3What will he inflict on you,
O treacherous tongue,
and what more besides?*
4A warrior's arrows
sharpened with coals of brush wood!*c
5*Alas, I am a foreigner in Meshech,
I live among the tents of Kedar!
6Too long do I live
among those who hate peace.
7When I speak of peace,
they are for war.d
* [Psalm 120] A thanksgiving, reporting divine rescue (Ps 120:1) yet with fervent prayer for further protection against lying attackers (Ps 120:2–4). The psalmist is acutely conscious of living away from God's own land where divine peace prevails (Ps 120:5–7).