Psalms 120

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

Oluyimba nga balinnya amadaala. Nkoowoola Mukama nga ndi mu nnaku, era n’annyanukula.

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

Omponye, Ayi Mukama, emimwa egy’obulimba, n’olulimi olw’obukuusa.

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

Onooweebwa ki, era onookolebwa otya, ggwe olulimi olukuusa?

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

Onoofumitibwa n’obusaale obwogi obw’omulwanyi omuzira, n’oyokerwa ku manda ag’omuti entaseesa.

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

Ndabye ennaku, kubanga mbeera mu Meseki; nsula mu weema za Kedali!

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

Ndudde nnyo mu bantu abakyawa eddembe.

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

Nze njagala mirembe, naye bwe njogera bo baagala ntalo.