Psalms 120

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

Abụ nrigo. Ana m akpọku Onyenwe anyị nʼime nsogbu m, ọ na-azakwa m.

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

O Onyenwe anyị, zọpụta m site nʼegbugbere ọnụ okwu ụgha na ire na-ekwu okwu aghụghọ.

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

Gịnị ka a ga-eme gị, ọ bụkwa gịnị ọzọ ka a gatụkwasịri gị, gị ire aghụghọ?

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

Ọ ga-eji àkụ dị nkọ nke dike nʼagha taa gị ahụhụ, ya na icheku ọkụ osisi brum na-ere ere.

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

Ahụhụ dịịrị m nʼihi na m bi na Meshek, nʼihi na m bikwa nʼetiti ụlọ ikwu ndị Keda!

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

Ogologo oge ka m binyere ndị kpọrọ udo asị.

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

Abụ m onye udo; ma mgbe m kwuru okwu, okwu ha bụ okwu agha.