Psalms 120

1 A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.

Thaburi ya Agendi Ndakaĩire Jehova ndĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nake akĩnjĩtĩka.

2 Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.

Wee Jehova, honokia harĩ mĩromo ĩrĩa yaragia maheeni, na harĩ nĩmĩ iria iheenanagia.

3 What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

Agaagwĩka atĩa, na nĩ atĩa ũngĩ makĩria ya ũguo, wee rũrĩmĩ rũrũ rũheenanagia?

4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.

Agaakũherithia na mĩguĩ mĩnoore ya njamba ya ita, na makara marĩrĩmbũkĩte mwaki ma mũtĩ wa mũkoigo.

5 Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.

Kaĩ ndĩ na haaro-ĩ, nĩgũtũũra gũkũ Mesheki, na ngaikara hema-inĩ cia Kedari-ĩ!

6 My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

Nĩndũũrĩte hĩndĩ ndaaya gatagatĩ-inĩ ka arĩa mathũire thayũ.

7 I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.

Niĩ ndĩ mũndũ wa thayũ; no rĩrĩa ndaaria-rĩ, o mendaga o mbaara.