Psalms 120

1 A Song of degrees. In my trouble I called unto Jehovah, and he answered me.

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

2 Jehovah, deliver my soul from the lying lip, from the deceitful tongue.

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

3 What shall be given unto thee, what shall be added unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

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

4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with burning coals of broom-wood.

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

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

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

6 My soul hath long dwelt with them that hate peace.

Asedak amingʼa ahinya, e dier joma ok dwar kwe.

7 I [am for] peace; but when I speak, they [are] for war.

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