Psalm 120:title–121:8
120 A Song of mAscents.
1 In my distress I called to the Lord,
and he answered me.
from lying lips,
from a deceitful tongue.
nand what more shall be done to you,
you deceitful tongue?
with glowing qcoals of the broom tree!
5 Woe to me, that I sojourn in rMeshech,
that I dwell among sthe tents of tKedar!
6 Too long have I had my dwelling
among those who hate peace.
7 uI am for peace,
but when I speak, they are for war!
121 A Song of mAscents.
1 I vlift up my eyes to wthe hills.
From where does my help come?
2 xMy help comes from the Lord,
who ymade heaven and earth.
3 He will not zlet your foot be moved;
he who akeeps you will not slumber.
will neither slumber nor sleep.
the Lord is your bshade on your cright hand.
6 dThe sun shall not estrike you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will akeep you from all evil;
he will akeep your life.
your fgoing out and your coming in
from this time forth and forevermore.