Psalms 120

A Prayer for Peace

1 In my trouble I cried out to the Lord, And He answered me.

2 Lord, save my soul from lying lips And from a two-faced tongue.

3 What can be given to you, and what can be done to you, You fake tongue,

4 A warrior’s sharp arrows, With burning coals of broom.

5 It is messed up for me, because I am a stranger in Meshech, because I live in the tents of Kedar.

6 My soul been living way too long With those who hate peace.

7 I am for peace, But when I talk, they are for war.