Nnwom 120

1 Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Mesu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu, na ɔgye me so.

A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me.

2 Ao Awurade, gye me firi atorɔ ano ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.

Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3 Ɛdeɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo, na ɛdeɛn na ɛka ho bio, Ao nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?

What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for [thy] crafty tongue?

4 Ɔde asraafoɔ bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam ne gyasramma bɛtwe wʼaso.

Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

5 Nnome nka me sɛ mabɛsoɛ Mesek, na mete Kedar ntomadan mu!

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

6 Matena ase akyɛre dodo wɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri asomdwoeɛ mu.

My soul has long been a sojourner;

7 Meyɛ asomdwoeɛ onipa; nanso sɛ mekasa a, ɛyɛ ɔko ma wɔn.

I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.