Abụ Ọma 120

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

A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

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

Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

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

What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

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

With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

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

I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

6 Ogologo oge ka m binyere ndị kpọrọ udo asị.

I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

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

I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.