120:1¤ In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.
120:2O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.
120:3What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue?
120:4The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.
120:5Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of Cedar:
120:6My soul hath been long a sojourner.
120:7With them that hated peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.
121:1¤ I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains, from whence help shall come to me.
121:2My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
121:3May he not suffer thy foot to be moved: neither let him slumber that keepeth thee.
121:4Behold he shall neither slumber nor sleep, that keepeth Israel.
121:5The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy protection upon thy right hand.
121:6The sun shall not burn thee by day: nor the moon by night.
121:7The Lord keepeth thee from all evil: may the Lord keep thy soul.
121:8May the Lord keep thy coming in and thy going out; from henceforth now and for ever.
122:1¤ I rejoiced at the things that were said to me: We shall go into the house of the Lord.
122:2Our feet were standing in thy courts, O Jerusalem.
122:3Jerusalem, which is built as a city, which is compact together.
122:4For thither did the tribes go up, the tribes of the Lord: the testimony of Israel, to praise the name of the Lord.
122:5Because their seats have sat in judgment, seats upon the house of David.
122:6Pray ye for the things that are for the peace of Jerusalem: and abundance for them that love thee.
122:7Let peace be in thy strength: and abundance in thy towers.
122:8For the sake of my brethren, and of my neighbours, I spoke peace of thee.
122:9Because of the house of the Lord our God, I have sought good things for thee.
123:1¤ To thee have I lifted up my eyes, who dwellest in heaven.
123:2Behold as the eyes of servants are on the hands of their masters, As the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress: so are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us.
123:3Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for we are greatly filled with contempt.
123:4For our soul is greatly filled: we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.