120
A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem.
1 I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.
2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!
3 What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?
4 With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.
5 I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.*
6 I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.
7 I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.
* 120:5 Far-off places, very distant from each other.