Psalms 120-121

Psalm 120

¹A Song of degrees. In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

²Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

³What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

⁴Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.

⁵Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

⁶My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

⁷I am for peace; but when I speak, *they* are for war.

Psalm 121

¹A Song of degrees. I lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: whence shall my help come?

²My help cometh from Jehovah, who made the heavens and the earth.

³He will not suffer thy foot to be moved; he that keepeth thee will not slumber.

⁴Behold, he that keepeth Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

⁵Jehovah is thy keeper, Jehovah is thy shade upon thy right hand;

⁶The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.

⁷Jehovah will keep thee from all evil; he will keep thy soul.

⁸Jehovah will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth and for evermore.