Psalms 120
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«A
Song
of
degrees.»
In
my
distress
I
cried
unto
the
LORD
,
and
he
heard
me
.
Deliver
my
soul
,
O
LORD
,
from
lying
lips
,
and
from
a
deceitful
tongue
.
What
shall
be
given
unto
thee
?
or
what
shall
be
done
unto
thee
,
thou
false
tongue
?
Sharp
arrows
of
the
mighty
,
with
coals
of
juniper
.
Woe
is
me
,
that
I
sojourn
in
Mesech
,
that
I
dwell
in
the
tents
of
Kedar
!
My
soul
hath
long
dwelt
with
him
that
hateth
peace
.
I
am
for
peace
:
but
when
I
speak
,
they
are
for
war
.