Psalms 120

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

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Nkoowoola Mukama nga ndi mu nnaku, era n’annyanukula.

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

Omponye, Ayi Mukama, emimwa egy’obulimba, n’olulimi olw’obukuusa.

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

Onooweebwa ki, era onookolebwa otya, ggwe olulimi olukuusa?

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

Onoofumitibwa n’obusaale obwogi obw’omulwanyi omuzira, n’oyokerwa ku manda ag’omuti entaseesa.

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

Ndabye ennaku, kubanga mbeera mu Meseki; nsula mu weema za Kedali!

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

Ndudde nnyo mu bantu abakyawa eddembe.

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

Nze njagala mirembe, naye bwe njogera bo baagala ntalo.