Psalms 120

1 In my distress I cried to Jehovah, and he answered me.

Anigoo cidhiidhi ku jira ayaan Rabbiga u qayshaday, Oo isna wuu ii jawaabay.

2 Deliver my soul, O Jehovah, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

Rabbiyow, naftayda ka samatabbixi bushimo been sheega, Iyo carrab khiyaano badan.

3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be done more to thee, thou deceitful tongue?

Carrabka khiyaanada badanow, bal maxaa lagu siin doonaa? Oo maxaa kaloo laguu samayn doonaa?

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

Adoo ah sida ku xoog badan oo fallaadhihiisa afaysan, Kuwaas oo wata dhuxulo geed rotem la yidhaahdo.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Anaa hoogay, waayo, Mesheg baan qariib ku noqday, Oo waxaan dhex degay teendhooyinkii Qedaar!

6 My soul has long had her dwelling with him who hates peace.

Naftaydu waxay wakhti dheer la degganayd Mid nabadda neceb.

7 I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.

Waxaan ahay mid nabad jecel, Laakiinse kolkii aan hadlo, iyagu waa kuwa dagaal jecel.