Psalms 120

1 A song of ascents. In my distress I called out to Yahweh, and he answered me.

Faarfannaa Ol baʼuu. Ani rakkina koo keessatti Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis deebii naa kenna.

2 Rescue my life, Yahweh, from those who lie with their lips and deceive with their tongues.

Yaa Waaqayyo, afaan sobuu fi arraba nama gowwoomsu jalaa na baasi.

3 How will he punish you, and what more will he do to you, you who have a lying tongue?

Yaa arraba gowwoomsituu nana, maaltu siif kennama? Kana caalaas maal godhamta?

4 He will punish you with the arrows of a warrior sharpened over burning coals of the broom tree.

Inni xiyya loltootaa kan qarameen, barbadaa ibiddaa qacamaatiin si adaba.

5 Woe is me because I temporarily live in Meshech; I lived previously among the tents of Kedar.

Ani waanan Meshek keessa taaʼee dunkaanota Qeedaar gidduu jiraadhuuf, anaaf wayyoo!

6 For too long I have lived with those who hate peace.

Warra nagaa jibban gidduu, ani yeroo dheeraa jiraadheera.

7 I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.

Ani nama nagaa barbaadu dha; isaan garuu yeroo ani dubbadhu lolaaf kakaʼan.