Psalm 120–124

¹A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.

²O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

³What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!

⁴Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.

⁵Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

⁶Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

⁷I am peace, and when I speak they are for war!

Psalm 121

¹A Song of the Ascents. I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, Whence doth my help come?

²My help is from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

³He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.

⁴Lo, He slumbereth not, nor sleepeth, He who is preserving Israel.

⁵Jehovah is thy preserver, Jehovah is thy shade on thy right hand,

⁶By day the sun doth not smite thee, Nor the moon by night.

⁷Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.

⁸Jehovah preserveth thy going out and thy coming in, From henceforth even unto the age!

Psalm 122

¹A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, ‘To the house of Jehovah we go.’

²Our feet have been standing in thy gates, O Jerusalem!

³Jerusalem—the builded one—Is as a city that is joined to itself together.

⁴For thither have tribes gone up, Tribes of Jah, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the name of Jehovah.

⁵For there have sat thrones of judgment, Thrones of the house of David.

⁶Ask ye the peace of Jerusalem, At rest are those loving thee.

⁷Peace is in thy bulwark, rest in thy high places,

⁸For the sake of my brethren and my companions, Let me speak, I pray thee, ‘Peace be in thee.’

⁹For the sake of the house of Jehovah our God, I seek good for thee!

Psalm 123

¹A Song of the Ascents. Unto Thee I have lifted up mine eyes, O dweller in the heavens.

²Lo, as eyes of men-servants Are unto the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maid-servant Are unto the hand of her mistress, So are our eyes unto Jehovah our God, Till that He doth favour us.

³Favour us, O Jehovah, favour us, For greatly have we been filled with contempt,

⁴Greatly hath our soul been filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Psalm 124

¹A Song of the Ascents, by David. Save for Jehovah—who hath been for us, (Pray, let Israel say),

²Save for Jehovah—who hath been for us, In the rising up of man against us,

³Then alive they had swallowed us up, In the burning of their anger against us,

⁴Then the waters had overflowed us, The stream passed over our soul,

⁵Then passed over our soul had the proud waters.

⁶Blessed is Jehovah who hath not given us, A prey to their teeth.

⁷Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.

⁸Our help is in the name of Jehovah, Maker of the heavens and earth!

Psalm 125