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.

Iti pakarigatak immawagak kenni Yahweh, ket sinungbatannak.

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

Ispalem ti biagko, O Yahweh, kadagiti agul-ulbod kadagiti bibigda ken mangal-allilaw kadagiti dilada.

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

Anianto ti panangdusana kadakayo, ken anianto pay ngata ti aramidenna kadakayo, dakayo nga addaan iti naulbod a dila?

4 Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

Panaennakayonto iti natirad a pana ti mannakigubat, a napanday manipud iti dumardarang a beggang iti enebro.

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

Asiak pay gapu ta nagnaedak iti apagbiit idiay Mesek; nagnaedak idi kadagiti tolda ti Kedar.

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

Ta nabayag a nakipagnaedak kadagiti manggur-gura iti kapia.

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

Kayatko ti kapia, ngem no agsaoak, gubat ti kayatda.