Tehillim (Psalms) 120
120
1In my distress I cried to יהוה, And He answered me.
2יהוה, deliver my being from false lips, From a treacherous tongue.
3What would one give to you, Or what would one do to you, O treacherous tongue?
4Sharp arrows of a mighty man, With coals of the broom-wood!
5Woe to me for I have sojourned in Mesheḵ, I have dwelt among the tents of Qĕḏar!
6My being has dwelt too long With him who hates peace.
7I am for peace; But when I speak, they are for fighting.
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Psalm 120
120
1 A Canticle in steps. I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains; from thence help will come to me.
2 My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
3 May he not allow your foot to be moved, and may he not slumber, who guards you.
4 Behold, he who guards Israel will neither sleep, nor slumber.
5 The Lord is your keeper, the Lord is your protection, above your right hand.
6 The sun will not burn you by day, nor the moon by night.
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.
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