Psalms 120

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

Thaburi ya Agendi Ndakaĩire Jehova ndĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nake akĩnjĩtĩka.

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

Wee Jehova, honokia harĩ mĩromo ĩrĩa yaragia maheeni, na harĩ nĩmĩ iria iheenanagia.

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

Agaagwĩka atĩa, na nĩ atĩa ũngĩ makĩria ya ũguo, wee rũrĩmĩ rũrũ rũheenanagia?

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

Agaakũherithia na mĩguĩ mĩnoore ya njamba ya ita, na makara marĩrĩmbũkĩte mwaki ma mũtĩ wa mũkoigo.

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

Kaĩ ndĩ na haaro-ĩ, nĩgũtũũra gũkũ Mesheki, na ngaikara hema-inĩ cia Kedari-ĩ!

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

Nĩndũũrĩte hĩndĩ ndaaya gatagatĩ-inĩ ka arĩa mathũire thayũ.

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

Niĩ ndĩ mũndũ wa thayũ; no rĩrĩa ndaaria-rĩ, o mendaga o mbaara.