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.

Lungkham na leh lung gim na kato tengleh Yahweh Pakai kom kalhutjin ahileh Aman kataona asangjin ahi.

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

O Yahweh Pakai in mijoubol ho a konleh milepche ho a kon in neihuhdoh'in.

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

Oh lepchena leigui mangcha ho, Elohim Pathen in nangho ipi na louvin tem? Aman nachunga engbolna ichan gei in apunsahbe dem?

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

Nangma thalchang hemtah a naki sunding chuleh meihol sapehpoh naki desah ding ahi.

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

Gamlatah Meshach lah'a ka chenchu kadanave, gamlatah Kedar ponbuh a ka chenchu ka thohlel ngeije,

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

Keima chamna deilah'a kachenhi kakhoplheh jengtai,

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

Keiman chamna kahol in, ahinlah keiman chamna thu kaseipou pouleh amahon gal bou adeijiu ve.