Psalms 123

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Ndinosimudzira meso angu kwamuri, kunemi mune chigaro choushe kudenga.

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.

Sokutarira kunoita meso evaranda kuna vatenzi vavo, sezvinoita meso omurandakadzi achitarira ruoko rwatenzikadzi wake, saizvozvo meso edu anotarira kuna Jehovha Mwari wedu, kusvikira atinzwira ngoni.

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

Tinzwirei ngoni, imi Jehovha, tinzwirei ngoni, nokuti takatsunga pakuzvidzwa kwakawanda.

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

Takatsunga zvikuru pakumhurwa kunobva kuna vanozvikudza, nokuzvidzwa kuzhinji kunobva kuna vanozvikudza.