Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Ani rakkina koo keessatti Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis deebii naa kenna.

2 O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

Yaa Waaqayyo, afaan sobuu fi arraba nama gowwoomsu jalaa na baasi.

3 What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

Yaa arraba gowwoomsituu nana, maaltu siif kennama? Kana caalaas maal godhamta?

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

Inni xiyya loltootaa kan qarameen, barbadaa ibiddaa qacamaatiin si adaba.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!

Ani waanan Meshek keessa taaʼee dunkaanota Qeedaar gidduu jiraadhuuf, anaaf wayyoo!

6 My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

Warra nagaa jibban gidduu, ani yeroo dheeraa jiraadheera.

7 I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.

Ani nama nagaa barbaadu dha; isaan garuu yeroo ani dubbadhu lolaaf kakaʼan.