Psalms 123

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

Ó, Guð, þú sem ríkir á himnum, ég hef augu mín til þín.

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.

Við horfum til Drottins Guðs, þráum miskunn hans og náð, rétt eins og þjónninn mænir á húsbónda sinn og þernan á húsmóður sína.

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

Miskunna okkur, Drottinn, miskunna okkur.

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

Við höfum fengið nóg af háði og spotti hinna hrokafullu.