Psalm 120
A Song of degrees.

8,6,8,6

^1In my distress to God I cry'd,

and he gave ear to me.

^2From lying lips, and guileful tongue,

O Lord, my soul set free.

^3What shall be giv'n thee? or what shall

be done to thee, false tongue?

^4Ev'n burning coals of juniper,

sharp arrows of the strong.

^5Woe's me that I in Mesech am

a sojourner so long;

That I in tabernacles dwell

to Kedar that belong.

^6My soul with him that hateth peace

hath long a dweller been.

^7I am for peace; but when I speak,

for battle they are keen.

psalm 119 tau the 22nd
Top of Page
Top of Page