Psalms 120

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

Orin fún ìgòkè. Èmi ké pe Olúwa nínú ìpọ́njú mi, ó sì dá mi lóhùn.

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

Gbà mí, Olúwa, kúrò lọ́wọ́ ètè èké àti lọ́wọ́ ahọ́n ẹ̀tàn.

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

Kí ni kí a fi fún ọ? Àti kí ni kí a túnṣe fún ọ, ìwọ ahọ́n ẹ̀tàn?

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

Òun yóò bá ọ wí pẹ̀lú ọfà mímú ológun, pẹ̀lú ẹ̀yín iná igi ìgbálẹ̀.

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

Ègbé ni fún mi tí èmi ṣe àtìpó ní Meṣeki, nítorí èmi gbé nínú àgọ́ ìlú Kedari!

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

Ó ti pẹ́ tí èmi ti ń gbé láàrín àwọn tí ó kórìíra àlàáfíà.

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

Ènìyàn àlàáfíà ni mí; ṣùgbọ́n nígbà tí mo bá sọ̀rọ̀, ogun ni dúró fun wọn.