Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto Yahweh, in the distress that befell me, I cried—and he answered me.

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

2 O Yahweh! rescue thou my soul—from the false lip, from the deceitful tongue.

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

3 What shall be given to thee, and what shall be added to thee, thou deceitful tongue?

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

4 The arrows of the hero sharpened, with burning coals of broom.

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

5 Woe is me, That I sojourn in Meshek, —That I abide near the tents of Kedar!

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

6 Long, hath my soul had her dwelling with him that hateth peace:

Da daɗewa na zauna a cikin waɗanda suke ƙin salama.

7 I, am for peace, and verily I speak, They, are for war!

Ni mutum ne mai salama; amma sa’ad da na yi magana, su sai su yi ta yaƙi.