Psalms 123

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

K tebi podižem oèi svoje, koji živiš na nebesima!

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.

Kao što su oèi slugama uprte u ruku gospodara njihovijeh, kao oèi sluškinjine u ruku gospoðe njezine, tako su oèi naše u Gospoda Boga našega, dok se smiluje na nas.

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

Smiluj se na nas, Gospode, smiluj se na nas, jer smo se dovoljno napitali sramote;

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

Dovoljno se napitala duša naša ruga od ponositijeh, i sramote od oholijeh.