1In my distress, I cried to Yahweh. He answered me.
1Pakutambudzika kwangu ndakadana kuna Jehovha, Iye akandipindura.
2Deliver my soul, Yahweh, from lying lips, from a deceitful tongue.
2Rwirai mweya wangu, Jehovha, pamiromo inoreva nhema, Naparurimi runonyengedzera.
3What will be given to you, and what will be done more to you, you deceitful tongue?
3Iwe uchapiweiko, chinyi chichawedzerwa kwauri, Iwe rurimi runonyengedzera?
4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
4Miseve inopinza yeanesimba, Namazimbe anopfuta omurara.
5Woe is me, that I live in Meshech, that I dwell among the tents of Kedar!
5Ndine ropa rakaipa zvandiri mutorwa paMesheki, Zvandigere pamatende eKedhari!
6My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.
6Mweya wangu wakagara nguva refu Neanovenga rugare.
7I am for peace, but when I speak, they are for war.
7Ini ndinoda rugare; Asi kana ndichitaura, ivo vanotsvaka kurwa.