Nnwom 120

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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