Psalms 123

1 A Song of Ascents. Unto Thee I lift up mine eyes, O Thou that art enthroned in the heavens.

Fihirana fiakarana.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants unto the hand of their master, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes look unto the LORD our God, until He be gracious unto us.

Indro, toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizilahy Ny tanan’ ny tompolahiny, Ary toy ny fijerin’ ny ankizivavy Ny tanan’ ny tompovaviny, No fijerintsika an’ i Jehovah Andriamanitsika, Mandra-pamindra fony amintsika.

3 Be gracious unto us, O LORD, be gracious unto us; for we are full sated with contempt.

Mamindrà fo aminay, Jehovah ô, mamindrà fo aminay; Fa tototry ny fanamavoana loatra izahay;

4 Our soul is full sated with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud oppressors.

Eny, tototry ny famingavingan’ ny miadana ny fanahinay, Sy tototry ny fanamavoan’ ny mpiavonavona.