Psalm 120
A song for those who go up to Jerusalem to worship the Lord.
1I call out to the Lord when I’m in trouble,
and he answers me.
2Lord, save me from people whose lips tell lies.
Save me from people whose tongues don’t tell the truth.
3What will the Lord do to you, you lying tongue?
And what more will he do?
4He will punish you with the sharp arrows of a soldier.
He will punish you with burning coals from a desert bush.
5How terrible it is for me to live in the tents of the people of Meshek!
How terrible to live in the tents of the people of Kedar!
6I have lived too long
among those who hate peace.
7I want peace.
But when I speak, they want war.
Dwom 120
Ɔsoroforɔ dwom.
1Mesu frɛ Awurade wɔ mʼahohiahia mu,
na ɔgye me so.
2Ao Awurade, gye me firi atorɔ ano
ne nnaadaa tɛkrɛma nsam.
3Ɛdeɛn na ɔbɛyɛ wo,
na ɛdeɛn na ɛka ho bio, Ao nnaadaa tɛkrɛma?
4Ɔde asraafoɔ bɛmma a ano yɛ nnam
ne gyasramma bɛtwe wʼaso.
5Nnome nka me sɛ mabɛsoɛ Mesek,
na mete Kedar ntomadan mu!
6Matena ase akyɛre dodo
wɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri asomdwoeɛ mu.
7Meyɛ asomdwoeɛ onipa;
nanso sɛ mekasa a, ɛyɛ ɔko ma wɔn.
