Psalms 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

5 Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with 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 My soul has dwelt too much with him who is hating peace.

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

7 I—peace, and 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.