Thaburi 120

1 Thaburi ya Agendi Ndakaĩire Jehova ndĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nake akĩnjĩtĩka.

A song of ascents. In distress I cried to the Lord, and he answered me.

2 Wee Jehova, honokia harĩ mĩromo ĩrĩa yaragia maheeni, na harĩ nĩmĩ iria iheenanagia.

“Deliver me, Lord, from the lip that is false and the tongue that is crafty.”

3 Agaagwĩka atĩa, na nĩ atĩa ũngĩ makĩria ya ũguo, wee rũrĩmĩ rũrũ rũheenanagia?

What shall he give to you, you tongue that is crafty? What yet shall he give to you?

4 Agaakũherithia na mĩguĩ mĩnoore ya njamba ya ita, na makara marĩrĩmbũkĩte mwaki ma mũtĩ wa mũkoigo.

Arrows of warrior, sharpened, with glowing broom coals together.

5 Kaĩ ndĩ na haaro-ĩ, nĩgũtũũra gũkũ Mesheki, na ngaikara hema-inĩ cia Kedari-ĩ!

Woe is me that I sojourn in Meshech, that I live by the tents of Kedar.

6 Nĩndũũrĩte hĩndĩ ndaaya gatagatĩ-inĩ ka arĩa mathũire thayũ.

Already too long have I dwelt among those who hate peace.

7 Niĩ ndĩ mũndũ wa thayũ; no rĩrĩa ndaaria-rĩ, o mendaga o mbaara.

I am for peace: but when I speak of it, they are for war.