Psalms 123

1 A Song of Degrees. To you who dwell in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

Pesem preizvrstna. K tebi dvigam oči svoje, o ti, ki sediš v nebesih!

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

Glej, kakor hlapcev oči gledajo na roke gospodov svojih, kakor dekle oči na roke gospodinje svoje, tako oči naše v Gospoda, Boga našega, dokler nas ne pomilosti.

3 Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Pomilosti nas, Gospod, pomilosti; ker dovolj je, siti smo zaničevanja.

4 [Yes], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.

Dovolj je sita duša naša; tisto zasmehovanje onim pokojnim, tisto zaničevanje prevzetnim!