Psalms 123

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

Ra Anumzamoka monafinka kini trakare manisga hu'nanke'na, nagra navua kesga hu'na negagoe.

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.

Eri'za vahe'mo'za kva vahe zamimofonte zamavu kete'za nemanizageno, eri'za a'mo'a kvama hunte'nea a'mofonte azama hanigu'ma avuma keteno maniaza huta, Ra Anumzana tagri Anumzamo'ma asumantagi ranteno tazama hanigu, agrite tavua keteta nemanune.

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

Ra Anumzamoka kasunku hunerantenka mago'ene kasuragiranto. Na'ankure tagrira tusiza hu'za vahe'mo'za tazeri haviza nehaze.

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

Zamavufga rama nehaza vahe'mo'za za'zate tagrira kiza zokago ke hunerantage'za, keontahi vahe'mo'za tagrira tazeri haviza nehaze.