< Psalms 123 >

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have lifted up my eyes to You, O dweller in the heavens.
تَرْنِيمَةُ الْمَصَاعِدِ إِلَيْكَ رَفَعْتُ عَيْنَيَّ يَا سَاكِناً فِي السَّمَاوَاتِ.١
2 Behold, as eyes of menservants [Are] to the hand of their masters, As eyes of a maidservant [Are] to the hand of her mistress, So [are] our eyes to our God YHWH, Until He favors us.
كَمَا تَتَعَلَّقُ عُيُونُ الْعَبِيدِ بِأَيْدِي سَادَتِهِمْ، وَعَيْنَا الْجَارِيَةِ بِيَدِ سَيِّدَتِهَا، هَكَذَا تَتَعَلَّقُ أَنْظَارُنَا بِالرَّبِّ إِلَهِنَا حَتَّى يَتَحَنَّنَ عَلَيْنَا.٢
3 Favor us, O YHWH, favor us, For we have been greatly filled with contempt,
ارْحَمْنَا يَا رَبُّ، ارْحَمْنَا، فَقَدْ شَبِعْنَا احْتِقَاراً.٣
4 Our soul has been greatly filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!
شَبِعَتْ نُفُوسُنَا كَثِيراً مِنْ هُزْءِ الْمُطْمَئِنِّينَ وَازْدِرَاءِ الْمُتَكَبِّرِينَ.٤

< Psalms 123 >