New American Standard Bible

Psalm 120

Prayer for Deliverance from the Treacherous.

A Song of [a]Ascents.

1In my trouble I cried to the Lord,
And He answered me.
Deliver my soul, O Lord, from lying lips,
From a deceitful tongue.
What shall be given to you, and what more shall be done to you,
You deceitful tongue?
Sharp arrows of the warrior,
With the burning coals of the broom tree.

Woe is me, for I sojourn in Meshech,
For I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
Too long has my soul had its dwelling
With those who hate peace.
I am for peace, but when I speak,
They are for war.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 120:1 Ex 34:24; 1 Kin 12:27

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.