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.

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

2 Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

Haiwa Jehovha, ndiponesei pamiromo inoreva nhema, nendimi dzinonyengera.

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

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

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

Achakuranga nemiseve yakapinza yemhare, namazimbe anopfuta omuti womurara.

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

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

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

Ndakagara nguva refu pakati pavanovenga rugare.

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

Ndiri munhu worugare; asi pandinotaura, ivo ndevehondo.