Psalmowo 120

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

A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

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

O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

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

What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

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

the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

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

Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

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

My soul has long been a sojourner.

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

With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.