Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 120

Mmoa mpaebɔ

1Bere a mewɔ ɔhaw mu no, mefrɛɛ Awurade, na ogyee me so.

Awurade, gye me fi atorofo ne nnaadaafo nsam. Mo atorofo, munim nea Onyankopɔn bɛyɛ mo? Munim asotwe a ɔbɛtwe mo? Ɔde asraafo agyan a ano yɛ hwirenhwiren ne gyabiriw a adɔ kɔɔ!

Mo mu tena yɛ tan sɛ Mesek ne Kedar tena. Me ne wɔn a wokyi asomdwoe atena akyɛ! Meka asomdwoe ho asɛm a, wɔpere ɔko.

King James Version

Psalm 120

1In my distress I cried unto the Lord, and he heard me.

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

What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, that I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

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