Psalms 120

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

Nagrite'ma knazama fore'ma higena, Ra Anumzamofonte e'na zavi krafa hu'na antahigogeno, nunamuni'a antahi nami'ne.

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

Nagra amanage hu'na nunamuna hu'noe. Ra Anumzamoka zamagi'arima nehu'za vahe'ma rezamatgama nehaza vahe tvaontera omanisuanki naza hunka navre atro.

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

Havigema nehuta vahe'ma revatagama nehaza vahe'mota, Ra Anumzamo'a naza tamagrira tro huramantegahie? Inankna knaza tamagrira tamigahie?

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

Harafa sondia vahe'mokizmia roro hu'nea keve zamireti, tamahe haruharu nehuno, brumu zafamofo teve tankanu'za nerenia erino regasrimprigahie.

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

Nagra Meseki mopafima kraga'ma emani'nena nomani'zana mani so'ea osu'noe. Anazanke hu'na afete Kedari mopafima mani'noana, seli nontamimpi nemani'na mani so'ea osu'noe.

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

Zamarimpa fruma huno manizanku'ma zamavesrama nehaza vahe'enena zazate mani'noe.

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

Nagra ha' osu fru huno mani zankuke nehua neki'na, arimpa fruma huno mani zanku'ma keagama nehuge'za, ha' eri otikege nehaze.