Psalms 123

1 “A song of the degrees.” Unto thee do I lift up my eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

Nang a venawh khan na boei ngawihdoelh ak awm nang a venawh, ka mik hak dai law nyng.

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.

Tamnaakhqi mik ing ami boei a kut ami toek amyihna, tyihzawih nukhqi ing ami boei nu a kut ami toek amyihna, am qeennaak ce ningnih a venawh ang dang sak hlan dy, kaimih a mik ing Bawipa ningnih a Khawsa ce toek hy.

3 Be gracious unto us, O Lord! be gracious unto us; for we are overburdened with contempt.

Kaimih ve nim qeen khqi cang, Aw Bawipa, kaimih ve nim qeen khqi cang, thlang a huhsitnaak yh khing hawh unyng.

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

Ak oek qukhqi a qaihsai zawk khing hawh unyng saw, ak oek qukhqi a huhsitnaak awm zawk khing hawh aih unyng.