Psalms 120

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Ndinodana kuna Jehovha mukutambudzika kwangu, uye anondipindura.

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

Haiwa Jehovha, ndiponesei pamiromo inoreva nhema, nendimi dzinonyengera.

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

Achaiteiko kwauri, uye chimwe chiiko kunze kwezvizvi, iwe rurimi runonyengera?

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

Achakuranga nemiseve yakapinza yemhare, namazimbe anopfuta omuti womurara.

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

Ndine nhamo ini ndinogara muMesheki, kuti ndinogara pakati pamatende eKedhari!

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

Ndakagara nguva refu pakati pavanovenga rugare.

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

Ndiri munhu worugare; asi pandinotaura, ivo ndevehondo.