Psalms 120

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

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Ani rakkina koo keessatti Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis deebii naa kenna.

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

Yaa Waaqayyo, afaan sobuu fi arraba nama gowwoomsu jalaa na baasi.

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

Yaa arraba gowwoomsituu nana, maaltu siif kennama? Kana caalaas maal godhamta?

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

Inni xiyya loltootaa kan qarameen, barbadaa ibiddaa qacamaatiin si adaba.

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

Ani waanan Meshek keessa taaʼee dunkaanota Qeedaar gidduu jiraadhuuf, anaaf wayyoo!

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

Warra nagaa jibban gidduu, ani yeroo dheeraa jiraadheera.

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

Ani nama nagaa barbaadu dha; isaan garuu yeroo ani dubbadhu lolaaf kakaʼan.