Psalms 120

1 A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.

Izaho niampoheke, le nikanjy Iehovà, vaho tinoi’e.

2 O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

O ry Iehovà, apitsoho an-tsoñin-dremborake ty fiaiko, boak’ ami’ty lela mamañahy.

3 What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!

Inon-ty homeañ’ azo, ino ka ty hanoeñe ama’o ty lela letra’e tia?

4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.

ana-pale masiom-panalolahy, naho forohan’ andrabey!

5 Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

Hankàñe amako te mañialo e Mèseke añe, naho ty fimoneñako an-kiboho’ i Kedàre ao!

6 Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.

Loho hatr’ela’e ty nitraofam-piaiko ami’ty kivoho’ o malaim-pilongoañeo.

7 I [am] peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!

Toe mpitea filongoan-draho; fa ie ivolañako, aly avao ty onjone’ iereo.