Psalms 120

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

Abụ nrigo. Ana m akpọku Onyenwe anyị nʼime nsogbu m, ọ na-azakwa m.

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

O Onyenwe anyị, zọpụta m site nʼegbugbere ọnụ okwu ụgha na ire na-ekwu okwu aghụghọ.

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

Gịnị ka a ga-eme gị, ọ bụkwa gịnị ọzọ ka a gatụkwasịri gị, gị ire aghụghọ?

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

Ọ ga-eji àkụ dị nkọ nke dike nʼagha taa gị ahụhụ, ya na icheku ọkụ osisi brum na-ere ere.

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

Ahụhụ dịịrị m nʼihi na m bi na Meshek, nʼihi na m bikwa nʼetiti ụlọ ikwu ndị Keda!

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

Ogologo oge ka m binyere ndị kpọrọ udo asị.

7 I—peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!

Abụ m onye udo; ma mgbe m kwuru okwu, okwu ha bụ okwu agha.