Psalms 120

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Misu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ogye me so.

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

Awurade, gye me fi atoro ano, ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

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

Dɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na dɛn na ɛka ho bio, wo nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

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

Ɔde asraafo bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne nnyansramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

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

Nnome nka me sɛ metena Mesek, na mete Kedar ntamadan mu!

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

Matena wɔn a wokyi asomdwoe mu akyɛ dodo.

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

Meyɛ asomdwoe nipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, wɔde yɛ ɔko.