Psalms 120

1 In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

Tangtlaeng Laa Kamah kah citcai khuiah BOEIPA te ka khue tih kai n'doo.

2 O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

BOEIPA aw ka hinglu he laithae hmuilai lamkah neh palyal ol lamloh huul lah.

3 What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

Palyal ol te nang taengah bahamnim m'paek vetih bahamnim nang taengah hang koei eh?

4 The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

Hlangrhalh kah thaltang khaw hlingcet alh bangla sum yipkip.

5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

Meshek ah ka bakuep tih Kedar dap ah kho ka sak dongah kai ngawn tah ka tuisawih coeng!

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

Rhoepnah aka hmuhuet taengah ka hinglu loh kho puet a sak coeng.

7 With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.

Kai loh rhoepnah ka thui vaengah amih te caemtloek la thoouh.