Psalms 120

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

Nkunga wuyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Nditela Yave mu ziphasi ziama ayi niandi wupheni mvutu.

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

Wuphukisa, a Yave, mu bididi bi luvunu ayi mu ludimi luidi mayuya.

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

Mbi kalenda kuvangila ayi mbi kalenda buela, ludimi luidi mayuya e?

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

Wela kuvana thumbudulu mu madionga ma kinuani malengulu bumboti; mu makala ma mbazu, ma nungu-tsendi,

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

mabienga kuidi minu bu ndilembo vuandi ku Metsiseki; bu ndieti zingila mu zinzo zi ngoto zi Kedali.

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

Mu bilumbu biwombo ndizingila va khatitsika batu bobo banlendanga ndembama.

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

Minu ndidi mutu wu ndembama; vayi minu yoluka, buna bawu beka yindula mvita.