Psalms 120

1 IN my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.

Tangtlaeng Laa Kamah kah citcai khuiah BOEIPA te ka khue tih kai n'doo.

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

BOEIPA aw ka hinglu he laithae hmuilai lamkah neh palyal ol lamloh huul lah.

3 What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

Palyal ol te nang taengah bahamnim m'paek vetih bahamnim nang taengah hang koei eh?

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

Hlangrhalh kah thaltang khaw hlingcet alh bangla sum yipkip.

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

Meshek ah ka bakuep tih Kedar dap ah kho ka sak dongah kai ngawn tah ka tuisawih coeng!

6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

Rhoepnah aka hmuhuet taengah ka hinglu loh kho puet a sak coeng.

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

Kai loh rhoepnah ka thui vaengah amih te caemtloek la thoouh.