Psalms 123

1 To thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou who sit in the heavens.

Tangtlaeng Laa Vaan ah aka ngol nang taengla ka mik te ka huel.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants to the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are to Jehovah our God, until he has mercy upon us.

A boei rhoek kut taengkah salpa rhoek kah mik bangla, a boeinu kut taengkah salnu mik bangla mamih n'rhen duela mamih mik he mamih kah Pathen BOEIPA taengah om van ne.

3 Have mercy upon us, O Jehovah, have mercy upon us, for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Nueihbu he muep ka cung coeng dongah rhen kaimih he n'rhen lah. BOEIPA aw kaimih he n'rhen lah.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scoffing of those who are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

Mongkawt kah tamdaengnah, hlangoek kah nueihbu loh kaimih hinglu te muep a cung sak coeng.