Psalms 120

1 A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he listened to me.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Misu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ogye me so.

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

Awurade, gye me fi atoro ano, ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

3 What should be given to you, and what should be added to you, for [your] crafty tongue?

Dɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na dɛn na ɛka ho bio, wo nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

4 Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

Ɔde asraafo bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne nnyansramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

5 Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

Nnome nka me sɛ metena Mesek, na mete Kedar ntamadan mu!

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

Matena wɔn a wokyi asomdwoe mu akyɛ dodo.

7 I was peaceful among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.

Meyɛ asomdwoe nipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, wɔde yɛ ɔko.