Psalms 123

1 To you lift I up my eyes, O you that dwell in the heavens.

Kasang laa. Vannawk ah kaom, nang khaeah ka mik padai tahang.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait on the LORD our God, until that he have mercy on us.

Tamnanawk mah angmacae angraeng ih ban to khet o moe, tamna nongpatanawk mah angmacae angraeng nongpata ih ban to khet o baktih toengah, a palungnathaih aicae khaeah amtuengsak ai karoek to, aicae loe aimacae Angraeng Sithaw to a khet o.

3 Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

Kaicae nuiah palungnathaih tawn ah, Aw Angraeng, kaicae nuiah palungnathaih tawn ah; kaicae loe minawk mah hnaphnae ih kami ah ka oh o boeh.

4 Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease, and with the contempt of the proud.

Kaicae ih pakhra loe, amoek kaminawk mah pahnuithuihaih hoi poeksang kaminawk hnaphnaehaih hoiah koi hmoek boeh.