Psalms 123

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

Nakuinulia macho yangu, wewe uketiye mbinguni.

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.

Tazama, kama vile macho ya watumishi watazamapo kwenye mkono wa Bwana wao, na kama macho ya mjakazi yatazamapo mkono wa bibi yake, ndivyo hivyo macho yetu yanamtazama Yahwe mpaka atakapo tuhurumia.

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

Ee Yahwe, utuhurumie, kwa maana tunadhalilishwa sana.

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

Tumeshibishwa mzaha wa wenye kiburi na dharau ya wenye majivuno.