Abụ Ọma 120

1 Abụ nrigo. Ana m akpọku Onyenwe anyị nʼime nsogbu m, ọ na-azakwa m.

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

2 O Onyenwe anyị, zọpụta m site nʼegbugbere ọnụ okwu ụgha na ire na-ekwu okwu aghụghọ.

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

3 Gịnị ka a ga-eme gị, ọ bụkwa gịnị ọzọ ka a gatụkwasịri gị, gị ire aghụghọ?

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

4 Ọ ga-eji àkụ dị nkọ nke dike nʼagha taa gị ahụhụ, ya na icheku ọkụ osisi brum na-ere ere.

Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

5 Ahụhụ dịịrị m nʼihi na m bi na Meshek, nʼihi na m bikwa nʼetiti ụlọ ikwu ndị Keda!

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

6 Ogologo oge ka m binyere ndị kpọrọ udo asị.

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

7 Abụ m onye udo; ma mgbe m kwuru okwu, okwu ha bụ okwu agha.

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