Psalms 123

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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