< Psalms 123 >

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. I look up to you, the one who rules from heaven.
Fihirana fiakarana.
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.
Indro, toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizilahy Ny tanan’ ny tompolahiny, Ary toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizivavy Ny tanan’ ny tompovaviny, No fijerintsika an’ i Jehovah Andriamanitsika, Mandra-pamindra fony amintsika.
3 Please have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy. We've had enough of people's contempt.
Mamindrà fo aminay, Jehovah ô, mamindrà fo aminay; Fa tototry ny fanamavoana loatra izahay;
4 We've had more than enough of the scorn of the proud, and the contempt of the arrogant.
Eny, tototry ny famingavingan’ ny miadana ny fanahinay, Sy tototry ny fanamavoan’ ny mpiavonavona.

< Psalms 123 >