Psalms 120

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

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Ani rakkina koo keessatti Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis deebii naa kenna.

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

Yaa Waaqayyo, afaan sobuu fi arraba nama gowwoomsu jalaa na baasi.

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

Yaa arraba gowwoomsituu nana, maaltu siif kennama? Kana caalaas maal godhamta?

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

Inni xiyya loltootaa kan qarameen, barbadaa ibiddaa qacamaatiin si adaba.

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

Ani waanan Meshek keessa taaʼee dunkaanota Qeedaar gidduu jiraadhuuf, anaaf wayyoo!

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

Warra nagaa jibban gidduu, ani yeroo dheeraa jiraadheera.

7 I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.

Ani nama nagaa barbaadu dha; isaan garuu yeroo ani dubbadhu lolaaf kakaʼan.