Psalms 120

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	Peshitta
1 A song of ascents. The LORD answered me when I called in my distress:	1 ܠܡܪܝܐ ܒܐܘܠܨܢܝ ܩܪܝܬ ܘܥܢܢܝ
2 LORD, deliver me from lying lips, from treacherous tongues.	2 ܡܪܝܐ ܘܦܨܗ̇ ܠܢܦܫܝ ܡܢ ܣ̈ܦܘܬܐ ܕܥܘ̈ܠܐ ܘܡܢ ܠܫ̈ܢܐ ܢܟܘ̈ܠܬܢܐ
3 What will the Lord inflict on you, O treacherous tongue, and what more besides?	3 ܡܢܐ ܢܬܠܘܢ ܠܟ ܘܡܢܐ ܢܘܣܦܘܢ ܠܟ ܠܫ̈ܢܐ ܢܟܘ̈ܠܬܢܐ
4 A warrior's sharpened arrows and fiery coals of brush wood!	4 ܓܐܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܕܓܒܪܐ ܫܢ̈ܝܢܝܢ. ܐܝܟ ܓܘܡܪ̈ܐ ܕܒܠܘܛܐ
5 Alas, I was an alien in Meshech, I lived near the tents of Kedar!	5 ܘܝ ܠܝ ܕܬܘܬܒܘܬܝ ܐܓܪܬ ܘܫܪܝܬ ܒܡܫܟܢܐ ܕܩܕܪ
6 Too long did I live among those who hated peace.	6 ܣܘܓܐܐ ܥܡܪܬ ܢܦܫܝ ܥܡ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܣܢܝܢ ܫܠܡܐ
7 When I spoke of peace, they were for war.	7 ܘܐܢܐ ܫܠܡܐ ܡܡܠܠ ܗܘܝܬ ܘܗܢܘܢ ܡܬܟܬܫܝܢ ܗܘܘ ܥܡܝ