Psalms 120

1 A song of ascents. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and He answered me.

Waƙar haurawa. Na yi kira ga Ubangiji cikin damuwata, ya kuwa amsa mini.

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

Ka cece ni, ya Ubangiji, daga leɓuna masu ƙarya da kuma daga harsuna masu yaudara.

3 What will He do to you, and what will be added to you, O deceitful tongue?

Me zai yi maka, me kuma ya fi, ya kai harshe mai yaudara?

4 Sharp arrows will come from the warrior, with burning coals of the broom tree!

Zai hukunta ku da kibiyoyi masu tsini na jarumi, tare da garwashin wuta na itacen tsintsiya.

5 Woe to me that I dwell in Meshech, that I live among the tents of Kedar!

Kaitona da nake zama a Meshek, da nake zama a ciki tentunan Kedar!

6 Too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

Da daɗewa na zauna a cikin waɗanda suke ƙin salama.

7 I am in favor of peace; but when I speak, they want war.

Ni mutum ne mai salama; amma sa’ad da na yi magana, su sai su yi ta yaƙi.