Today's Reading: Psalm 120

Psalm 120

To the Lord in the hour of my distress

I call and he answers me.

O Lord, save my soul from lying lips,

from the tongue of the deceitful.

What shall he repay you in return,

O treacherous tongue?

The warriors arrows sharpened

and coals, red-hot, blazing.

Alas, that I abide a stranger in Meshech,

dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Long enough have I been dwelling

with those who hate peace.

I am for peace, but when I speak,

they are for fighting.


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