Psalms 120

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Ndinodana kuna Jehovha mukutambudzika kwangu, uye anondipindura.

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

Haiwa Jehovha, ndiponesei pamiromo inoreva nhema, nendimi dzinonyengera.

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

Achaiteiko kwauri, uye chimwe chiiko kunze kwezvizvi, iwe rurimi runonyengera?

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

Achakuranga nemiseve yakapinza yemhare, namazimbe anopfuta omuti womurara.

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

Ndine nhamo ini ndinogara muMesheki, kuti ndinogara pakati pamatende eKedhari!

6 My soul hath been long a sojourner.

Ndakagara nguva refu pakati pavanovenga rugare.

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

Ndiri munhu worugare; asi pandinotaura, ivo ndevehondo.