Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. I lift up my eyes to you, you who sit in the heavens.

Ampiandraeko ama’o o masokoo, ry Mpiambesatse an-dikerañe ao.

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

Hehe te manahake ty fañentean’ ondevo ty fitàn-talè’e, naho ty mason’ anak’ ampatañe ty fitàn-drakemba’e, ro iandràm-pihainon-tika t’Iehovà Andrianañaharen-tika, ampara’ te tretreze’e.

3 Have mercy on us, LORD, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.

Ferenaiño zahay ry Iehovà, tretrezo, fa loho natsafen-tsirìka.

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

Etsake ty fanivativà’ o mpiaiñ’ añoleñañeo o fiai’aio, vaho ty inje’ o mpirengevokeo.