Psalms 120

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

Ko e Hiva ʻae ʻalu hake. Naʻaku tangi kia Sihova ʻi heʻeku mamahi, pea naʻa ne ongoʻi au.

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

‌ʻE Sihova, fakahaofi hoku laumālie mei he loungutu loi, pea mei he ʻelelo kākā.

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

Ko e hā ʻe ʻatu kiate koe? He ko e hā ʻe fai kiate koe, ʻa koe ko e ʻelelo kākā?

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

‌ʻAe ngaahi ngahau māsila ʻae tangata mālohi, mo e ngaahi malalaʻi afi ʻoe sunipa.

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.

‌ʻOku ou malaʻia, ko e meʻa ʻi heʻeku ʻāunofo ʻi Meseki, koeʻuhi ko ʻeku nofo ʻi he ngaahi fale fehikitaki ʻo Keta!

6 I was pesible with hem that hatiden pees;

Kuo nofo ʻo fuoloa ʻa hoku laumālie fakataha mo ia ʻoku ne fehiʻa ki he melino.

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

‌ʻOku ou loto ki he melino: ka ʻi heʻeku lea ʻoku nau fie tau.