Psalmowo 120

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

A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

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

O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

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

What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

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

Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

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

Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

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

My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

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

I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.