Psalms 120

1 In my distress I cried unto YHWH, and he heard me.

Waƙar haurawa. Na yi kira ga Ubangiji cikin damuwata, ya kuwa amsa mini.

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

Ka cece ni, ya Ubangiji, daga leɓuna masu ƙarya da kuma daga harsuna masu yaudara.

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

Me zai yi maka, me kuma ya fi, ya kai harshe mai yaudara?

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

Zai hukunta ku da kibiyoyi masu tsini na jarumi, tare da garwashin wuta na itacen tsintsiya.

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

Kaitona da nake zama a Meshek, da nake zama a ciki tentunan Kedar!

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

Da daɗewa na zauna a cikin waɗanda suke ƙin salama.

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

Ni mutum ne mai salama; amma sa’ad da na yi magana, su sai su yi ta yaƙi.