Psalms 120

1 The song of greces. Whanne Y was set in tribulacioun, Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me.

Katika dhiki yangu nilimuita Yahwe, naye akanijibu.

2 Lord, delyuere thou my soule fro wickid lippis; and fro a gileful tunge.

Uiokoe nasfi yangu, yahwe, dhidi ya wale wadanganyao kwa midomo yao na wanenao hila kwa ndimi zao.

3 What schal be youun to thee, ether what schal be leid to thee; to a gileful tunge?

Yahwe atawaadhibu vipi, na atawafanyia kitu gani zaidi, ninyi mlio na ulimi mdanganyifu?

4 Scharpe arowis of the myyti; with colis that maken desolat.

Atawaadhibu kwa mishale ya shujaa iliyo nolewa kwa makaa ya moto ya mretemu.

5 Allas to me! for my dwelling in an alien lond is maad long, Y dwellide with men dwellinge in Cedar; my soule was myche a comelyng.

Ole wangu mimi kwa sababu ninaishi kwa muda Mesheki; huko nyuma niliishi kati ya maskani ya Kedari.

6 I was pesible with hem that hatiden pees;

Kwa muda mrefu sana niliisha na wale waichukiao amani.

7 whanne Y spak to hem, thei ayenseiden me with outen cause.

Nipo kwa ajili ya amani, lakini ninenapo, wao wako kwa ajili ya vita.