Psalms 120

1 [A Song of Ascents.] In my distress, I cried to the LORD. He answered me.

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

2 Deliver my soul, LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

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

3 What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?

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

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

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

5 Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar.

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

6 My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

Da daɗewa na zauna a cikin waɗanda suke ƙin salama.

7 I am for peace, but 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.