Psalms 120

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

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mesu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ɔgye me so.

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

Ao Awurade, gye me firi atorɔ ano ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

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

Ɛdeɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na ɛdeɛn na ɛka ho bio, Ao nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

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

Ɔde asraafoɔ bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne gyasramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

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

Nnome nka me sɛ mabɛsoɛ Mesek, na mete Kedar ntomadan mu!

6 My soul has long been a sojourner;

Matena ase akyɛre dodo wɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri asomdwoeɛ mu.

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

Meyɛ asomdwoeɛ onipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, ɛyɛ ɔko ma wɔn.