Psalms 120

1 “A song of the degrees.” Unto the Lord, when I was in distress, did I call, and he hath answered me.

Nagrite'ma knazama fore'ma higena, Ra Anumzamofonte e'na zavi krafa hu'na antahigogeno, nunamuni'a antahi nami'ne.

2 O Lord, deliver my soul from lips of falsehood, and from a tongue of deceit.

Nagra amanage hu'na nunamuna hu'noe. Ra Anumzamoka zamagi'arima nehu'za vahe'ma rezamatgama nehaza vahe tvaontera omanisuanki naza hunka navre atro.

3 What will [God] give unto thee? or what will he add unto thee, thou tongue of deceit?

Havigema nehuta vahe'ma revatagama nehaza vahe'mota, Ra Anumzamo'a naza tamagrira tro huramantegahie? Inankna knaza tamagrira tamigahie?

4 Sharpened arrows of the mighty, with coals of the broom-bush.

Harafa sondia vahe'mokizmia roro hu'nea keve zamireti, tamahe haruharu nehuno, brumu zafamofo teve tankanu'za nerenia erino regasrimprigahie.

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

Nagra Meseki mopafima kraga'ma emani'nena nomani'zana mani so'ea osu'noe. Anazanke hu'na afete Kedari mopafima mani'noana, seli nontamimpi nemani'na mani so'ea osu'noe.

6 Too long for herself hath my soul dwelt with him that hateth peace.

Zamarimpa fruma huno manizanku'ma zamavesrama nehaza vahe'enena zazate mani'noe.

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

Nagra ha' osu fru huno mani zankuke nehua neki'na, arimpa fruma huno mani zanku'ma keagama nehuge'za, ha' eri otikege nehaze.