Psalms 123

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

Nakuinulia macho yangu, wewe uketiye mbinguni.

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.

Tazama, kama vile macho ya watumishi watazamapo kwenye mkono wa Bwana wao, na kama macho ya mjakazi yatazamapo mkono wa bibi yake, ndivyo hivyo macho yetu yanamtazama Yahwe mpaka atakapo tuhurumia.

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

Ee Yahwe, utuhurumie, kwa maana tunadhalilishwa sana.

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

Tumeshibishwa mzaha wa wenye kiburi na dharau ya wenye majivuno.