Psalms 123

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. I have lifted up my eyes to You, O dweller in the heavens.

Kasang laa. Vannawk ah kaom, nang khaeah ka mik padai tahang.

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.

Tamnanawk mah angmacae angraeng ih ban to khet o moe, tamna nongpatanawk mah angmacae angraeng nongpata ih ban to khet o baktih toengah, a palungnathaih aicae khaeah amtuengsak ai karoek to, aicae loe aimacae Angraeng Sithaw to a khet o.

3 Favor us, O YHWH, favor us, For we have been greatly filled with contempt,

Kaicae nuiah palungnathaih tawn ah, Aw Angraeng, kaicae nuiah palungnathaih tawn ah; kaicae loe minawk mah hnaphnae ih kami ah ka oh o boeh.

4 Our soul has been greatly filled With the scorning of the easy ones, With the contempt of the arrogant!

Kaicae ih pakhra loe, amoek kaminawk mah pahnuithuihaih hoi poeksang kaminawk hnaphnaehaih hoiah koi hmoek boeh.