Psalms 123

1 “A song of the steps, or the goings up.” To thee do I lift up mine eyes, O Thou who dwellest in the heavens!

Ampiandraeko ama’o o masokoo, ry Mpiambesatse an-dikerañe ao.

2 Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, And as the eyes of a maiden to the hand of her mistress, So do our eyes look to the LORD, our God, Until he have pity upon us.

Hehe te manahake ty fañentean’ ondevo ty fitàn-talè’e, naho ty mason’ anak’ ampatañe ty fitàn-drakemba’e, ro iandràm-pihainon-tika t’Iehovà Andrianañaharen-tika, ampara’ te tretreze’e.

3 Have mercy upon us, O LORD! have mercy upon us, For we are overwhelmed with contempt!

Ferenaiño zahay ry Iehovà, tretrezo, fa loho natsafen-tsirìka.

4 Our soul is filled to the full with the scorn of those who are at ease, And with the contempt of the proud.

Etsake ty fanivativà’ o mpiaiñ’ añoleñañeo o fiai’aio, vaho ty inje’ o mpirengevokeo.