Psalms 123

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

Kathutkung: Panuekhoeh, tami tangawn ni Hezekiah a ti awh Kalvan kho a tungkhung kaawm e nang koe doeh ka ngaihawi.

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.

Sanpanaw ni a bawipa kut a ngaihawi e patetlah thoseh, Sannunaw ni a bawipa kut a ngaihawi e patetlah thoseh, kaimouh ni lungmanae ka coe awh hoehroukrak BAWIPA Cathut doeh na ngaihawi awh.

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

Oe BAWIPA, kaimouh na lungma haw. Kaimouh na lungma haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, banglah noutnahoehnae teh koung ka boum awh toe.

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

Kaimae hringnae teh, ka kâoupnaw ni yeiraipo saknae hai thoseh, lunglenpansa lah kaawm naw ni banglah noutnahoehnae hai thoseh, koung ka boum awh toe.