Psalms 120

1 Nkunga wuyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Nditela Yave mu ziphasi ziama ayi niandi wupheni mvutu.

A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I called out to the Lord for help in all my troubles, and he answered me.

2 Wuphukisa, a Yave, mu bididi bi luvunu ayi mu ludimi luidi mayuya.

Lord, please save me from liars and cheats!

3 Mbi kalenda kuvangila ayi mbi kalenda buela, ludimi luidi mayuya e?

What will the Lord do to you, you liars? How will he punish you?

4 Wela kuvana thumbudulu mu madionga ma kinuani malengulu bumboti; mu makala ma mbazu, ma nungu-tsendi,

With the sharp arrows of a warrior and burning coals made from a broom tree.

5 mabienga kuidi minu bu ndilembo vuandi ku Metsiseki; bu ndieti zingila mu zinzo zi ngoto zi Kedali.

I'm sorry for myself, because I live as a foreigner in Meshech, or among the tent-dwellers of Kedar.

6 Mu bilumbu biwombo ndizingila va khatitsika batu bobo banlendanga ndembama.

I have lived for far too long among people who hate peace.

7 Minu ndidi mutu wu ndembama; vayi minu yoluka, buna bawu beka yindula mvita.

I want peace, but when I talk of peace, they want war.