Psalms 120

1 A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

Wer miwero ka ji dhi e hekalu. Ka an e chandruok to aluongo Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka,

2 O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

Resa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kuom dho joma riambo kendo kuom lew joma wuondore.

3 What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

Bende ingʼeyo gima Nyasaye biro timoni, bende ingʼeyo gik mochomi adier, yaye lep mawuondore?

4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

Obiro kumi gi aserni mabitho mag jakedo, ee, obiro wangʼi gi maka maliel mager, mowangʼ gi yiend adugo.

5 Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

Malit ochoma adier nikech adak Meshek, hapa rach nikech adak e dier hembe mag Kedar!

6 My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

Asedak amingʼa ahinya, e dier joma ok dwar kwe.

7 I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.

An ngʼat kwe; to ka awuoyo, to giikore ni lweny.