Psalms 120

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

Anigoo cidhiidhi ku jira ayaan Rabbiga u qayshaday, Oo isna wuu ii jawaabay.

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

Rabbiyow, naftayda ka samatabbixi bushimo been sheega, Iyo carrab khiyaano badan.

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

Carrabka khiyaanada badanow, bal maxaa lagu siin doonaa? Oo maxaa kaloo laguu samayn doonaa?

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

Adoo ah sida ku xoog badan oo fallaadhihiisa afaysan, Kuwaas oo wata dhuxulo geed rotem la yidhaahdo.

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

Anaa hoogay, waayo, Mesheg baan qariib ku noqday, Oo waxaan dhex degay teendhooyinkii Qedaar!

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

Naftaydu waxay wakhti dheer la degganayd Mid nabadda neceb.

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

Waxaan ahay mid nabad jecel, Laakiinse kolkii aan hadlo, iyagu waa kuwa dagaal jecel.