Nnwom 120

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

A Song of Ascents. In my distress I called unto the LORD, and He answered me.

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

O LORD, deliver my soul from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.

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

What shall be given unto thee, and what shall be done more unto thee, thou deceitful tongue?

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

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of broom.

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

Woe is me, that I sojourn with Meshech, that I dwell beside the tents of Kedar!

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

My soul hath full long had her dwelling with him that hateth peace.

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

I am all peace; but when I speak, they are for war.