Psalms 123

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

I KIN sarada wong komui, me kotikot nanlang.

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.

Kilang, duen mas en ladu kan kin kilekilang lim en ar saumas akan, o duen mas en lidu kan kin kilekilang a saumas li, iduen mas at kin ariri Ieowa at Kot, a lao kotin maki ong kit.

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

Maing Ieowa, kom kotin maki ong, kotin maki ong kit! Pwe kit me dir en namenok.

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

Moniong i toutouki en me sued akan ar mamale kin kit o en me aklapalap akan ar kanamenok kin kit.