Salmenes 120

1 Ein song til høgtidsferderne. Til Herren ropa eg i mi naud, og han svara meg.

When I had troubles, I called out to Yahweh and he answered me.

2 Herre, frels mi sjæl frå ljugarlippa, frå den falske tunga!

[I prayed], “Yahweh, rescue/save me from people [SYN, MTY] who lie to me and [try to] deceive me!”

3 Kva skal han gjeva deg, og kva meir skal han gjeva deg, du falske tunga?

You people who lie to me, [I will tell you] [RHQ] what [God] will do to you and what he will do to punish you.

4 Kveste piler til ei kjempa og gløder av einebuska.

He will shoot sharp arrows at you like soldiers do, and he will [burn you with] red-hot coals from [the wood of] a broom tree.

5 Usæl eg, som framand er imillom Mesek, og bur ved Kedars tjeld!

It is terrible for me, living among cruel/savage [DOU] people [like those who live] in Meshech [region] and Kedar [region].

6 Lenge nok hev sjæli mi butt hjå deim som hatar fred.

I have lived for a long time among people who hate [to live with others] peacefully.

7 Eg er berre fred, men når eg talar, er dei ferdige til strid.

Every time I talk about living together peacefully, they talk about starting a war.