Psalms 123

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

Nkunga wunyimbudulu mu nzila yikuendila ku nzo Yave. Ndimvumbula meso mama kuidi ngeyo Yave ngeyo beki kundu kiaku ki Kipfumu mu diyilu.

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.

Banga meso ma bavika meti tala mioko mi bapfumu bawu; banga meso ma kisadi kinketo mantalanga mioko mi pfumu andi wu nketo; buawu bobo meso meto mantadilanga kuidi Yave, Nzambi eto, nate kela kutumona kiadi.

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

Wutumoni kiadi, a Yave, wutumoni kiadi bila nlenzo wuwombo tutambudi.

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

Mvuezolo wuwombo tutambula kuidi bankua luniemo; nlenzo wuwombo kuidi bankua lunangu.