Nnwom 120

1 Ɔsoroforo dwom. Misu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ogye me so.

A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have called to YHWH in my distress, And He answers me.

2 Awurade, gye me fi atoro ano, ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

O YHWH, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!

3 Dɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na dɛn na ɛka ho bio, wo nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

What does He give to you? And what does He add to you? O deceitful tongue!

4 Ɔde asraafo bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne nnyansramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with coals of broom trees.

5 Nnome nka me sɛ metena Mesek, na mete Kedar ntamadan mu!

Woe to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.

6 Matena wɔn a wokyi asomdwoe mu akyɛ dodo.

My soul has dwelt too much with him who is hating peace.

7 Meyɛ asomdwoe nipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, wɔde yɛ ɔko.

I—peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!