Psalms 120

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

Iti pakarigatak immawagak kenni Yahweh, ket sinungbatannak.

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

Ispalem ti biagko, O Yahweh, kadagiti agul-ulbod kadagiti bibigda ken mangal-allilaw kadagiti dilada.

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

Anianto ti panangdusana kadakayo, ken anianto pay ngata ti aramidenna kadakayo, dakayo nga addaan iti naulbod a dila?

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

Panaennakayonto iti natirad a pana ti mannakigubat, a napanday manipud iti dumardarang a beggang iti enebro.

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

Asiak pay gapu ta nagnaedak iti apagbiit idiay Mesek; nagnaedak idi kadagiti tolda ti Kedar.

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

Ta nabayag a nakipagnaedak kadagiti manggur-gura iti kapia.

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

Kayatko ti kapia, ngem no agsaoak, gubat ti kayatda.