Psalms 120-121

Psalm 120

¹A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

²O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

³What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

⁴Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

⁵Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

⁶My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

⁷I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.

Psalm 121

¹A Song of the going up. My eyes are lifted up to the hills: O where will my help come from?

²Your help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

³May he not let your foot be moved: no need of sleep has he who keeps you.

⁴See, the eyes of Israel's keeper will not be shut in sleep.

⁵The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand.

⁶You will not be touched by the sun in the day, or by the moon at night.

⁷The Lord will keep you safe from all evil; he will take care of your soul.

⁸The Lord will keep watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time and for ever.