Psalms 120

1 A Song of Ascents. In my distress, I cried to the LORD. He answered me.

Abụ nrigo. Ana m akpọku Onyenwe anyị nʼime nsogbu m, ọ na-azakwa m.

2 Deliver my soul, LORD, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

O Onyenwe anyị, zọpụta m site nʼegbugbere ọnụ okwu ụgha na ire na-ekwu okwu aghụghọ.

3 What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?

Gịnị ka a ga-eme gị, ọ bụkwa gịnị ọzọ ka a gatụkwasịri gị, gị ire aghụghọ?

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

Ọ ga-eji àkụ dị nkọ nke dike nʼagha taa gị ahụhụ, ya na icheku ọkụ osisi brum na-ere ere.

5 Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell amongst the tents of Kedar!

Ahụhụ dịịrị m nʼihi na m bi na Meshek, nʼihi na m bikwa nʼetiti ụlọ ikwu ndị Keda!

6 My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

Ogologo oge ka m binyere ndị kpọrọ udo asị.

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

Abụ m onye udo; ma mgbe m kwuru okwu, okwu ha bụ okwu agha.