Psalms 123

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look up to you, the one who rules from heaven.

Sang til Festrejserne. Jeg løfter mine Øjne til dig, som troner i Himlen!

2 Just as servants look to their master, or a maid looks to her mistress, so we keep our eyes on you, Lord our God, waiting for you to be merciful to us.

Som Trælles øjne følger deres Herres Haand, som en Trælkvindes Øjne følger hendes Frues Haand, saa følger vore Øjne HERREN vor Gud, til han er os naadig.

3 Please have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy. We've had enough of people's contempt.

Forbarm dig over os, HERRE, forbarm dig! Thi overmætte er vi af Spot,

4 We've had more than enough of the scorn of the proud, and the contempt of the arrogant.

overmæt er vor Sjæl af de sorgløses Haan, de stoltes Spot!