Psalms 120-121

Psalm 120

¹A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.

²O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

³What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!

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

⁵Wo to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

⁶Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

⁷I am peace, and when I speak they are for war!

Psalm 121

¹A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

²My help is from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

³He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

⁴Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

⁵Jehovah is thy preserver, Jehovah is thy shade on thy right hand,

⁶By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

⁷Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

⁸Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!