Psalms 120

1 A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried to the LORD, and he heard me.

NI ai apwal akan i likwir won Ieowa, a ap kotin mani ia.

2 Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.

Main Ieowa, kotin dore ia la, jan au en me kin likam, o lo en kotaue.

3 What shall be given to thee? or what shall be done to thee, thou false tongue?

Da me lo likam kak wiai on uk, o da me a kak kapwaiada!

4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

A rajon kananan kajik katieu kon kan ren me kelail amen, dueta kijiniai nan alek.

5 Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

Meid apwal on ia, ai kairu nan Mejek, o ai kaujon impan im en men Kedar!

6 My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

Meid warai on ai kaukaujon ren aramaj akan me kin tataki muei mau.

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

I inon ion muei mau, a ni ai pan lokaia, re kin mauki mauin.