Psalms 120

KING JAMES BIBLE	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.	1 A Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains; from thence help will come to me.
2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, and from a deceitful tongue.	2 My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?	3 May he not allow your foot to be moved, and may he not slumber, who guards you.
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.	4 Behold, he who guards Israel will neither sleep, nor slumber.
5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!	5 The Lord is your keeper, the Lord is your protection, above your right hand.
6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.	6 The sun will not burn you by day, nor the moon by night.
7 I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.	7 The Lord guards you from all evil. May the Lord guard your soul.
	8 May the Lord guard your entrance and your exit, from this time forward and even forever.