Psalms 120

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

Nagrite'ma knazama fore'ma higena, Ra Anumzamofonte e'na zavi krafa hu'na antahigogeno, nunamuni'a antahi nami'ne.

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

Nagra amanage hu'na nunamuna hu'noe. Ra Anumzamoka zamagi'arima nehu'za vahe'ma rezamatgama nehaza vahe tvaontera omanisuanki naza hunka navre atro.

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

Havigema nehuta vahe'ma revatagama nehaza vahe'mota, Ra Anumzamo'a naza tamagrira tro huramantegahie? Inankna knaza tamagrira tamigahie?

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

Harafa sondia vahe'mokizmia roro hu'nea keve zamireti, tamahe haruharu nehuno, brumu zafamofo teve tankanu'za nerenia erino regasrimprigahie.

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

Nagra Meseki mopafima kraga'ma emani'nena nomani'zana mani so'ea osu'noe. Anazanke hu'na afete Kedari mopafima mani'noana, seli nontamimpi nemani'na mani so'ea osu'noe.

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

Zamarimpa fruma huno manizanku'ma zamavesrama nehaza vahe'enena zazate mani'noe.

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

Nagra ha' osu fru huno mani zankuke nehua neki'na, arimpa fruma huno mani zanku'ma keagama nehuge'za, ha' eri otikege nehaze.