Psalms 120

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

Mɔzɔha. Meyɔ Yehowa le nye xaxa me, eye wòtɔ nam.

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

O! Yehowa, ɖem, tso aʋatsonuyiwo kple alakpaɖewo ƒe asi me.

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

O! Alakpaɖe, nu ka wòawɔ na wò, eye nu ka wòatsɔ akpee na wò?

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

Atsɔ aʋawɔla ƒe aŋutrɔ ɖaɖɛwo ahe to na wòe kpe ɖe yɔkuti ƒe dzoka xɔxɔwo ŋuti.

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

Baba nam be mele Mesek, eye mele Kedar ƒe agbadɔwo me!

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

Menɔ ame siwo lé fu ŋutifafa la dome wòdidi fũu akpa.

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

Ŋutifafamee menye, gake ne meƒo nu la, woawo kpea aʋa.