Psalms 120

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

NI ai apwal akan i likwir won Ieowa, a ap kotin mani ia.

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

Main Ieowa, kotin dore ia la, jan au en me kin likam, o lo en kotaue.

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

Da me lo likam kak wiai on uk, o da me a kak kapwaiada!

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

A rajon kananan kajik katieu kon kan ren me kelail amen, dueta kijiniai nan alek.

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

Meid apwal on ia, ai kairu nan Mejek, o ai kaujon impan im en men Kedar!

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

Meid warai on ai kaukaujon ren aramaj akan me kin tataki muei mau.

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

I inon ion muei mau, a ni ai pan lokaia, re kin mauki mauin.