1A Song of the Ascents. Unto Jehovah in my distress I have called, And He answereth me.
1Anigoo cidhiidhi ku jira ayaan Rabbiga u qayshaday, Oo isna wuu ii jawaabay.
2O Jehovah, deliver my soul from a lying lip, From a deceitful tongue!
2Rabbiyow, naftayda ka samatabbixi bushimo been sheega, Iyo carrab khiyaano badan.
3What doth He give to thee? And what doth He add to thee? O deceitful tongue!
3Carrabka khiyaanada badanow, bal maxaa lagu siin doonaa? Oo maxaa kaloo laguu samayn doonaa?
4Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.
4Adoo ah sida ku xoog badan oo fallaadhihiisa afaysan, Kuwaas oo wata dhuxulo geed rotem la yidhaahdo.
5Wo to me, for I have inhabited Mesech, I have dwelt with tents of Kedar.
5Anaa hoogay, waayo, Mesheg baan qariib ku noqday, Oo waxaan dhex degay teendhooyinkii Qedaar!
6Too much hath my soul dwelt with him who is hating peace.
6Naftaydu waxay wakhti dheer la degganayd Mid nabadda neceb.Waxaan ahay mid nabad jecel, Laakiinse kolkii aan hadlo, iyagu waa kuwa dagaal jecel.
7I [am] peace, and when I speak they [are] for war!
7Waxaan ahay mid nabad jecel, Laakiinse kolkii aan hadlo, iyagu waa kuwa dagaal jecel.