Tingtoeng 120

1 Tangtlaeng Laa Kamah kah citcai khuiah BOEIPA te ka khue tih kai n'doo.

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

2 BOEIPA aw ka hinglu he laithae hmuilai lamkah neh palyal ol lamloh huul lah.

“Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.”

3 Palyal ol te nang taengah bahamnim m'paek vetih bahamnim nang taengah hang koei eh?

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

4 Hlangrhalh kah thaltang khaw hlingcet alh bangla sum yipkip.

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

5 Meshek ah ka bakuep tih Kedar dap ah kho ka sak dongah kai ngawn tah ka tuisawih coeng!

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

6 Rhoepnah aka hmuhuet taengah ka hinglu loh kho puet a sak coeng.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

7 Kai loh rhoepnah ka thui vaengah amih te caemtloek la thoouh.

I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.