Psalms 120
“ In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me. Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue. What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue? Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper. Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar! My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace. I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.”
Psalms 120:1–7 · World English Bible
3 reflections
Reflections
“Read this the night before the drive home. It held.”
Asa B. · v6–7“Too long have I lived among those who hate peace — I know that street.”
Ruth K. · v1–7“The first step of the climb is a complaint. That is oddly permitting.”
Daniel V. · v1–7
Songs from this passage
- In This Gentle HoldLove · LullabyPsalms