Psalms 120

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

NI ai apwal akan i likwir wong Ieowa, a ap kotin mangi ia.

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

Maing Ieowa, kotin dore ia la, sang au en me kin likam, o lo en kotaue.

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

Da me lo likam kak wiai ong uk, o da me a kak kapwaiada?

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

A rasong kanangan kasik katieu kong kan ren me kelail amen, dueta kisiniai nan alek.

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

Meid apwal ong ia, ai kairu nan Mesek, o ai kauson impan im en men Kedar!

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

Meid warai ong ai kaukauson ren aramas akan me kin tataki muei mau.

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

I inong iong muei mau, a ni ai pan lokaia, re kin mauki mauin.