Psalms 120

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

Ka khuikha awh Bawipa ce khy nyng saw, anih ing nim hlat law hy.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

Aw Bawipa, qaai ak kqawn huikhqi ingkaw qaai kqawn na ak nget laikhqi anglakawhkawng ni hul lah.

3 What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

Aw qaai kqawn na ak nget hui lai nang, nang ak khan awh anih ing ikaw a sai kaw, cekcoengawh ikaw ak awm bai?

4 With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

Kaw ak awmkhqi a la sumkhqi ing nang ce ni toel kawmsaw, imnawt thing mai alh ing ni toel kaw.

5 I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

Kedar awhkaw hi im anglakawh awm nawh, Meshqek awh ak awm ve kai aham khaw map mah hy!

6 I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

Roepnaak ak sawhnaak thlang anglakawh ka awm ve sang soeih hawh hy.

7 I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.

Kai taw qoepnaak ak ngaih thlang na awm nyng; cehlai awi kak kqawn awh, qaal thawh aham ngaih lat uhy.