Psalms 123

1 To thee have I lifted up my eyes, who dwellest in heaven.

Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. A Ou menm, mwen leve zye mwen, O Ou menm ki chita sou twòn Ou nan syèl la!

2 Behold as the eyes of the servants are on the hands of their masters, As the eyes of the handmaid are on the hands of her mistress: so are our eyes unto the Lord our God, until he have mercy on us.

Men gade, jan zye a sèvitè yo rete sou men a mèt yo, Jan zye a yon sèvant sou men mètrès li, Se konsa, zye nou ye vè SENYÈ a, Bondye nou an, jiskaske li fè nou gras.

3 Have mercy on us, O Lord, have mercy on us: for we are greatly filled with contempt.

Bannou gras, O SENYÈ, bannou gras, paske nou ranpli ak mepriz.

4 For our soul is greatly filled: we are a reproach to the rich, and contempt to the proud.

Nanm nou ranpli ak ensilt a (sila) ki alèz yo, avèk mepriz a (sila) ki plen ògèy yo.