Psalms 120

¹In my distress, I cried to Yahweh.

²Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips,

³What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you,

⁴Sharp arrows of the mighty,

⁵Woe is me, that I live in Meshech,

⁶My soul has had her dwelling too long

⁷I am for peace,