Psalms 123

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

Nzembo ya mobembo mpo na kokende na Tempelo ya Yawe. Natomboli miso na ngai epai na Yo, Yawe, oyo ovandi na Kiti na Yo ya Bokonzi kati na Lola.

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.

Ndenge miso ya bawumbu etalaka nkolo na bango, mpe miso ya mwasi mosali etalaka nkolo na ye ya mwasi, ndenge wana mpe miso na biso ezali kotala Yawe, Nzambe na biso, kino asalela biso ngolu.

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

Yawe, salela biso ngolu, yokela biso mawa! Pamba te tolembi kotiolama!

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

Tolembi penza kotiolama na bato ya lolendo mpe ya lofundu!