Psalms 123

1 A song of degrees. I lift vp mine eyes to thee, that dwellest in the heauens.

Hina Gode! Di da Hebene fi ouligisa. Na da Dima ba: le gadosa.

2 Behold, as the eyes of seruants looke vnto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a mayden vnto the hand of her mistres: so our eyes waite vpon the Lord our God vntil he haue mercie vpon vs.

Hawa: hamosu dunu da ea hina dunu da e ouligima: ne dawa: sa, amola hawa: hamosu uda da ea hina uda e ouligima: ne dawa: sa. Amo defele, ninia Hina Gode, Dia ninima asigili gogolema: ne olofosu ima: ne, nini da ouesalumu.

3 Haue mercie vpon vs, O Lord, haue mercie vpon vs: for we haue suffered too much contempt.

Hina Gode! Dia asigili gogolema: ne olofosu ninima ima! Dunu eno da ninima bagadewane higasu.

4 Our soule is filled too full of ye mocking of the wealthy, and of the despitefulnes of the proude.

Bagade gagui dunu da eso bagohamedafa baligili ninima haboseselalu. Hidale gasa fi dunu da eso bagohamedafa nini higale ba: lalu.