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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My help [is] from Jehovah, maker of heaven and earth,

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

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

Jehovah [is] thy preserver, Jehovah [is] thy shade on thy right hand,

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

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

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

122 A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, `To the house of Jehovah we go.'

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

Jerusalem -- the builded one -- [Is] as a city that is joined to itself together.

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

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

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

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

For the sake of my brethren and my companions, Let me speak, I pray thee, `Peace [be] in thee.'

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

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

Lo, 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.

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

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

124 A Song of the Ascents, by David. Save [for] Jehovah -- who hath been for us, (Pray, let Israel say),

Save [for] Jehovah -- who hath been for us, In the rising up of man against us,

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

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

Then passed over our soul had the proud waters.

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

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

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

125 A Song of the Ascents. Those trusting in Jehovah [are] as Mount Zion, It is not moved -- to the age it abideth.

Jerusalem! mountains [are] round about her, And Jehovah [is] round about His people, From henceforth even unto the age.

For the rod of wickedness resteth not On the lot of the righteous, That the righteous put not forth on iniquity their hands.

Do good, O Jehovah, to the good, And to the upright in their hearts.

As to those turning [to] their crooked ways, Jehovah causeth them to go with workers of iniquity. Peace on Israel!

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