Psalms 123

1 “A song of the degrees.” Unto thee do I lift up my 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 are directed unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress: thus are our eyes directed unto the Lord our God, until he be gracious unto 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 Be gracious unto us, O Lord! be gracious unto us; for we are overburdened with contempt.

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

4 Our soul is overburdened with the scorn of those who are at ease, with the contempt of the proud oppressors.

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