Psalms 120

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have called to YHWH in my distress, And He answers me.

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

2 O YHWH, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

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

3 What does He give to you? And what does He add to you? O deceitful tongue!

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

4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with coals of broom trees.

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

5 Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

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

6 My soul has dwelt too much with him who is hating peace.

Da daɗewa na zauna a cikin waɗanda suke ƙin salama.

7 I—peace, and 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.