Psalms 123

1 A Song of Degrees. To you who dwell in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

Ra Anumzamoka monafinka kini trakare manisga hu'nanke'na, nagra navua kesga hu'na negagoe.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

Eri'za vahe'mo'za kva vahe zamimofonte zamavu kete'za nemanizageno, eri'za a'mo'a kvama hunte'nea a'mofonte azama hanigu'ma avuma keteno maniaza huta, Ra Anumzana tagri Anumzamo'ma asumantagi ranteno tazama hanigu, agrite tavua keteta nemanune.

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

Ra Anumzamoka kasunku hunerantenka mago'ene kasuragiranto. Na'ankure tagrira tusiza hu'za vahe'mo'za tazeri haviza nehaze.

4 [Yes], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.

Zamavufga rama nehaza vahe'mo'za za'zate tagrira kiza zokago ke hunerantage'za, keontahi vahe'mo'za tagrira tazeri haviza nehaze.