Psalms 123

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

Faarfannaa ol baʼuu. Yaa isa teessoon kee samii irra jiru, ani ija koo gara keetti ol nan qabadha.

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.

Akkuma iji garbootaa harka gooftaa isaanii, iji garbittii immoo harka giiftii ishee ilaalu sana, hamma inni araara nuu buusutti, iji keenyas gara Waaqayyo Waaqa keenyaa ni ilaala.

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

Nuu araarami; yaa Waaqayyo, nuu araarami; tuffatamuun nutti baayʼateeraatii.

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.

Arrabni warra of jajaniitii fi tuffiin warra of tuulanii nutti baayʼateera.