Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he answered me.

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mesu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ɔgye me so.

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.

Ao Awurade, gye me firi atorɔ ano ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

3 What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

Ɛdeɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na ɛdeɛn na ɛka ho bio, Ao nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

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

Ɔde asraafoɔ bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne gyasramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!

Nnome nka me sɛ mabɛsoɛ Mesek, na mete Kedar ntomadan mu!

6 My soul hath long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

Matena ase akyɛre dodo wɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri asomdwoeɛ mu.

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

Meyɛ asomdwoeɛ onipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, ɛyɛ ɔko ma wɔn.