< Psalms 120 >
1 In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.
Wer miwero ka ji dhi e hekalu. Ka an e chandruok to aluongo Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka,
2 O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.
Resa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye, kuom dho joma riambo kendo kuom lew joma wuondore.
3 What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.
Bende ingʼeyo gima Nyasaye biro timoni, bende ingʼeyo gik mochomi adier, yaye lep mawuondore?
4 The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.
Obiro kumi gi aserni mabitho mag jakedo, ee, obiro wangʼi gi maka maliel mager, mowangʼ gi yiend adugo.
5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:
Malit ochoma adier nikech adak Meshek, hapa rach nikech adak e dier hembe mag Kedar!
6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.
Asedak amingʼa ahinya, e dier joma ok dwar kwe.
7 With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.
An ngʼat kwe; to ka awuoyo, to giikore ni lweny.