Psalms 123

1 A Song of degrees. Unto thee do I lift up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

Y Cantan Quinajulo. YYAJAGO nae jujatsa y atadogco, O jago ni y matatachong gui langet sija.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [look] unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress, so our eyes [are directed] to Jehovah our God, until he be gracious unto us.

Estagüe, parejo yan y atadog tentago sija ni y jaaatan y canae y amuñija, yan y atadog sija y palaoan jaaatan y canae y amafia; parejoja y atadogmame jaaatan locue si Jeova Yuusmame, asta qui ugaemaase nu jame.

3 Be gracious unto us, O Jehovah, be gracious unto us; for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Gaease nu jame, O Jeova, gaease nu jame: sa guesmanbulajam ni y iningen.

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

Y antita senbula ni y binitlean ayo sija y taepinite, yan y denespresian y mansobetbio.