Psalms 123

1 A Song of degrees. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

Hina Gode! Di da Hebene fi ouligisa. Na da Dima ba: le gadosa.

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

Hawa: hamosu dunu da ea hina dunu da e ouligima: ne dawa: sa, amola hawa: hamosu uda da ea hina uda e ouligima: ne dawa: sa. Amo defele, ninia Hina Gode, Dia ninima asigili gogolema: ne olofosu ima: ne, nini da ouesalumu.

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

Hina Gode! Dia asigili gogolema: ne olofosu ninima ima! Dunu eno da ninima bagadewane higasu.

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

Bagade gagui dunu da eso bagohamedafa baligili ninima haboseselalu. Hidale gasa fi dunu da eso bagohamedafa nini higale ba: lalu.