Tehillim (Psalms) 120
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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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Psalms 120
120
PSALM 120.
1I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains, from whence help shall come to me.
2My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
3May he not suffer thy foot to be moved: neither let him slumber that keepeth thee.
4Behold he shall neither slumber nor sleep, that keepeth Israel.
5The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy protection upon thy right hand.
6The sun shall not burn thee by day: nor the moon by night.
7The Lord keepeth thee from all evil: may the Lord keep thy soul.
8May the Lord keep thy going in and thy going out; from henceforth now and for ever.
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