Psalms 120

1 A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

Ka khuikha awh Bawipa ce khy nyng saw, anih ing nim hlat law hy.

2 O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

Aw Bawipa, qaai ak kqawn huikhqi ingkaw qaai kqawn na ak nget laikhqi anglakawhkawng ni hul lah.

3 What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

Aw qaai kqawn na ak nget hui lai nang, nang ak khan awh anih ing ikaw a sai kaw, cekcoengawh ikaw ak awm bai?

4 the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

Kaw ak awmkhqi a la sumkhqi ing nang ce ni toel kawmsaw, imnawt thing mai alh ing ni toel kaw.

5 Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

Kedar awhkaw hi im anglakawh awm nawh, Meshqek awh ak awm ve kai aham khaw map mah hy!

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

Roepnaak ak sawhnaak thlang anglakawh ka awm ve sang soeih hawh hy.

7 With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.

Kai taw qoepnaak ak ngaih thlang na awm nyng; cehlai awi kak kqawn awh, qaal thawh aham ngaih lat uhy.