Psalms 120

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

Ka Gospodu zavikah u nevolji svojoj, i usliši me.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

Gospode! izbavi dušu moju od usta lažljivijeh i od jezika lukavoga.

3 What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

Šta æe ti dati i šta æe ti prinijeti jezik lukavi?

4 With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

On je kao oštre strijele u jakoga, kao ugljevlje smrekovo.

5 I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

Teško meni kad sam tuðin kod Meseha, živim kod šatora Kidarskih.

6 I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

Dugo je živjela duša moja s onima koji mrze na mir.

7 I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

Ja sam miran; ali kad stanem govoriti, u njih je rat.