Psalms 120

1 In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.

NI ai apwal akan i likwir won Ieowa, a ap kotin mani ia.

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

Main Ieowa, kotin dore ia la, jan au en me kin likam, o lo en kotaue.

3 What shall be given to you? or what shall be done to you, you false tongue?

Da me lo likam kak wiai on uk, o da me a kak kapwaiada!

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

A rajon kananan kajik katieu kon kan ren me kelail amen, dueta kijiniai nan alek.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

Meid apwal on ia, ai kairu nan Mejek, o ai kaujon impan im en men Kedar!

6 My soul has long dwelled with him that hates peace.

Meid warai on ai kaukaujon ren aramaj akan me kin tataki muei mau.

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

I inon ion muei mau, a ni ai pan lokaia, re kin mauki mauin.