Psalms 120

1 Orin fún ìgòkè. Èmi ké pe Olúwa nínú ìpọ́njú mi, ó sì dá mi lóhùn.

In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

2 Gbà mí, Olúwa, kúrò lọ́wọ́ ètè èké àti lọ́wọ́ ahọ́n ẹ̀tàn.

O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

3 Kí ni kí a fi fún ọ? Àti kí ni kí a túnṣe fún ọ, ìwọ ahọ́n ẹ̀tàn?

What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

4 Òun yóò bá ọ wí pẹ̀lú ọfà mímú ológun, pẹ̀lú ẹ̀yín iná igi ìgbálẹ̀.

The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

5 Ègbé ni fún mi tí èmi ṣe àtìpó ní Meṣeki, nítorí èmi gbé nínú àgọ́ ìlú Kedari!

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6 Ó ti pẹ́ tí èmi ti ń gbé láàrín àwọn tí ó kórìíra àlàáfíà.

My soul hath been long a sojourner.

7 Ènìyàn àlàáfíà ni mí; ṣùgbọ́n nígbà tí mo bá sọ̀rọ̀, ogun ni dúró fun wọn.

With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.