Psalms 120

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Ndinodana kuna Jehovha mukutambudzika kwangu, uye anondipindura.

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

Haiwa Jehovha, ndiponesei pamiromo inoreva nhema, nendimi dzinonyengera.

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

Achaiteiko kwauri, uye chimwe chiiko kunze kwezvizvi, iwe rurimi runonyengera?

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

Achakuranga nemiseve yakapinza yemhare, namazimbe anopfuta omuti womurara.

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

Ndine nhamo ini ndinogara muMesheki, kuti ndinogara pakati pamatende eKedhari!

6 My soul has long been a sojourner.

Ndakagara nguva refu pakati pavanovenga rugare.

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

Ndiri munhu worugare; asi pandinotaura, ivo ndevehondo.